Kitchen

Warmth radiates from the ovens lining the wall. The delicious smell of a variety of cookies and pastries fills the room. Trays of dough wait patiently on the counter, though the corner where a mechanical helper once stood now sits oddly empty. There's a small pile of spilled sugar in the corner. A trail of ants leads to it from a nearby window.

At the back of the room, a set of glass-paned doors reveals the lush greenery of the greenhouse, its earthy scent drifting in to mingle with the kitchen’s warmth. There's an open doorway nearby leading back to the lobby.