MAXINE accepts the ticket for her appointment and walks into the atrium. An elaborate fountain sits in the center. On the walls are ostentatious depictions of interconnected cybernetic chickens. The doors to the hallways are tiny and sterile by comparison.
MAXINE considers the ticket in her hand, thinking: Time to see what you want, hrm Clemton?
Maxine walks through the doorway of the rightmost hallway.