This is a high-tech facility, filled with lots of incredibly advanced technologies, where presumably military scientists of some kind were performing intense and complicated work on a regular basis. The corridors are not very large; this is in the bowels of an aircraft carrier, after all. So there is some arching of the ceiling, and they're not particularly wide. But they are clean and covered. The floor is a reflective black, while the walls I envision as a plain white. Seemingly fluorescent lights line the ceiling (although of course, these are those weird fluorescent lights like the one outside, that don't burn out very easily, and shine faintly green, just to make it weird). They fill the corridors with ample light. The individual rooms of the stasis section are all separated off by massive, metal, thick doors, each one with its own panel for entering a security password and card. There are labels on most of them, but they are one word, and unclear at best, printed in red paint upon the gunmetal gray doors. The armory is towards the end of the main corridor of the stasis section, and the door there is already open. Inside the armory, the room is stark and much more military, pragmatic, grating for floor again, and lots of cabinets filled with guns and armor. June isn't entirely sure out of which door she must have come, although she knows she somehow must have come out of one of them when she emerged from her pod. There are multiple doors which are labeled "Pods," and one that is labeled "Release".
That's what it looks like. This is what it feels like:
When you enter the facility, it's like a weight being lifted off of your chest. A pressure being released from your ear drums. A crushing being lifted from your soul. You feel safe. Secure. And, above all, rejuvenated.
The facility was built into the aircraft carrier, within one of the hangars. So, while the corridors aren't very large, some of the chambers are. However, many portions of the facility seem closed off, dimmed from view.
June, what's the living quarters like? There is a dining space, a rec room, etc... For some reason, this facility seems to have been built to sustain itself entirely. Have you spent much time here in the facility in the days that have gone by?
Di, Mox is walking around, keeping close, but looking at everything in amazement.
"Holy shit. What is this place? I've never seen somewhere so... clean."
Tammy is walking near you. She's wearing this tank-top shirt, white but dirty, under a black jacket with zippers all over it. She seems just as mystified as Mox, but in a totally different way. She's looking forward, examining everything, but her lower lip is quivering ever-so slightly.
Mox speaks up again.
"June, you have anything to eat in here?"
What are the two of you doing?