A Glance into an Inexplicable Room

I glimpse that haunted room, again, of a ground floor flat on one of the squares leading down to the seafront.. There is something somehow inexplicably awful and compelling about it. I don't know why the occupant doesn't close the curtains. Or the shutters. It has shutters I think. I feel intrusive looking in. I only catch a glimpse when I walk by. A second, nothing more. Just a glance.
The occupant lies in bed reading. Maybe watching a television. The large room is bright and overlit. Messy, and... just haunted.
I think it is something about the light that reminds me of hospitals and illness and dread.
I can't help though to look in as I pass by.