The room you are pushed into is pitch black. No, no, that's the wrong way to describe it. Even the darkest rooms aren't as black as the one you were shoved into. You can't see anything at all, not even Sable. Everything further than an inch away from you might as well not exist.
It's more apt to say there's a physical 'darkness' that is suffocating any light that passes through it. It is the kind of dark that can only be described as 'what you see before you're born'. Your other allies aren't saying anything either. Did something happen?
And then, the light returns.
You find yourself at what you assume to be the Extraction Head's office. It's pretty spacious actually since the eight of you don't have to press up against each other to fit in. It reminds you of various old shops you would see on the surface in between missions. The walls, floor, and ceiling are covered in a grey and yellow honeycomb pattern that's oddly well kept despite the fact this room is also flooding.
The walls are lined with cabinets that contain a variety of old products and supplies that have long since gone rotten. Logos of companies long since destroyed in the Antiseptic War are stamped all across the supplies. Most of them are old cereal boxes or other luxury goods from the Alphabet Companies above.
Probably some sort of reward shop for hard-working employees? A few small shelves are scattered across the floor of the room. Each of them is locked up with reinforced bullet-resistant glass that can only be opened by sliding the right keycard in. The supplies inside THOSE shelves seem far more interesting than the others. Wands out of a magical girl anime, bloodstained radios that radiate an ominous tune, a dog bone with a massive spike pointing out of one end,
Each of those shelves is labeled "FOR SUPPRESSION AGENTS ONLY". Must be PARADIGMs that were extracted here. At the back of the room is the EXTRACTION SHOP'S counter. There's someone sitting in the old, rotten chair that behind the counter. Someone who's been waiting for you eight to realize she's sitting there. She smiles upon realizing that you eight aren't here to kill her.
"Excellent. Welcome to my humble abode."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQsZHn1mqLM - EXTRACTION HEAD
The woman behind the counter is beyond ancient even if you compare her to Audie and Naomi. You're pretty sure she's not even supposed to be alive anymore given how...<span class="mu-b">there's no anomalous PARADIGMs or other obvious ways she could've ended her life visible on her.</span> A long grey-fur cap with yellow honeycomb patterns scattered all across its surface is draped over her skeletally thin frame.
Her sunken in eyes are cloudy grey and fogged over from what you can assume is cataracts. Her aging, liver-spotted skin is tightly taut around her skull and hands as if they were desperately trying to cling to her body at any cost. Her long, flowing grey hair is probably the only part of her that isn't falling apart.
