As you enter the room, you wonder why you haven't seen a single person here yet.
You wonder if you are being watched. Doesn't look like it.
You wander carefully around the room, with air smelling of drywall and lit up
sparsely by monochromatic green lights. It's nauseating.
Other than that, you see a writing table with a notebook on it.
You also see a filing cabinet next to a scratched and dented wall, covered with
sticky notes.