The “occupant” left long ago, it’s only the pupa case left in the “room”.
Forty years ago I was married in Scotland and we spent our honeymoon sleeping in a tent while following the Six Day Motorcycle Trial event. Last year we returned and on the spur of the moment used an online booking site to get a room at Blairgowrie so my husband could play golf there. We were gobsmacked to find we’d fluked the Honeymoon Suite, it even had a little room in a “Rapunzal Tower”. This is a photo of our room, you can see both of us if you really look.