(Open) Elissa had found a mercifully empty room, and was sitting in the middle of it with her eyes closed. She began to speak, the different voices she used echoing around the room. Male, female, children and old. Every single person she had ever heard the voice of.
So this was the new cafeteria? It looked like something out of the weapons division. The old fluorescent lights were gone. The microwave, too. Although I guess they wouldn't bother getting a new one after I blew the last one up. In its entirety, the cafeteria was dark. Moody. Atmospheric. It suited the Council's evil way perfectly.