The elevator opened onto a corridor wider than any they had passed through yet.
The Synths led them forward without instruction, the corridor stretching ahead of them with the same clean proportions as everything else in the base.
The staff walked in a loose group, following the Synths.
The corridor turned once, then they all saw a glass door that was set into the wall at the corridor's end, with its edges nearly invisible, the material so optically clear that the room beyond it was fully visible before they reached it.
The room was large — larger than the dining area, larger than anything on the residential level — with a ceiling that rose to a height that made the space feel more like the interior of a significant building than a room within one. The walls were the same neutral color as everywhere else in the base, but the proportions here were different. It was more deliberate.
