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It's really more of a medical lab than anything; a long counter along a blank wall lined with microscopes and autoclaves, a glass-door refrigerator for samples. A worktable in the center is littered with papers and texts. A small gas burner keeps a beaker of something red at a rolling boil.
All in all it looks quite ordinary. Until closer inspection reveals that the bookshelves don't end, the lights in the ceiling aren't hanging from anything, and there is no ceiling to speak of. There is another wall, which defines the space into an impossibly long corridor; this wall is covered in notations and chemical formula. The handwriting is sharp and precise, but it doesn't go very high up the wall; only about five feet from the ground is marked up.
If one were to follow along the bookshelf long enough, living quarters would be discovered. A bed, a table with a lamp plugged in to nothing. On the blank wall there is only a large hand drawn but ornate question mark.
All in all it looks quite ordinary. Until closer inspection reveals that the bookshelves don't end, the lights in the ceiling aren't hanging from anything, and there is no ceiling to speak of. There is another wall, which defines the space into an impossibly long corridor; this wall is covered in notations and chemical formula. The handwriting is sharp and precise, but it doesn't go very high up the wall; only about five feet from the ground is marked up.
If one were to follow along the bookshelf long enough, living quarters would be discovered. A bed, a table with a lamp plugged in to nothing. On the blank wall there is only a large hand drawn but ornate question mark.