The room is dark. The only illumination is a row of screens along the back wall, most showing eerily fractal patterns, slowly revolving. A dimly lit holographic tank displays a slim black shape with wings, flying in place in slow motion, occasionally pausing to label various parts in red with long strings of numbers. Along the walls are dimly seen benches, cluttered with equipment.
The walls are completely black, totally light absorbing, but rough to the touch, as if they were hastily painted and never finished.
The ceiling is flat black, making it difficult to determine how high the room is. Perhaps there is no ceiling....
This is a meter high model of a building, perhaps a cathedral. It is made of wood and plastic, handcrafted in exquisite detail. Even under the layer of dust, the white painted architecture seems beautiful and joyful, invoking exultation and soaring flight.
The floor is covered by dusty carpet, that muffles all sound. It is hard to make out the color in the darkness, but there are definite stains of something darker in places.
The benches that line the walls on either side are cluttered with arcane equipment of a physical or chemical nature. Many items have been partially dismantled, opened up, or piled haphazardly on top on one another. Most are covered by a layer of dust. In the far corner is something tall and pale, a model of some building, now covered thickly in dust.
You notice the head of some animal floating in a transparent box. It appears to be watching you. Small wires trail away from it to a small instrument.
Floating in the middle of the holotank is a winged shape, looking like a hypersonic rocket with articulated wings. The wings are extremely finely detailed, with myriads of flaps, spoilers and vanes. Occasionally it freezes, and red characters indicate various parts of it and long strings of numbers scrawl across the tank.
If you try to touch it, your hand passes through the tank. The image keeps swimming slowly, unperturbed.
Most of the screens have writhing fractal patterns on them, in subdued colors. One displays a CAD plot of the World's End Bar, with various parts labelled in a strange script. The one next to it shows the same Bar, only this one is covered in lines, denoting some kind of stress or flux.
If you touch the screen, the fractals writhe away from your touch as if they were alive.