Quickly, it's clear that this room I had not even noticed on the way through before is… apparently some kind of security monitoring station. Two whole walls had a station of screens with multiple people watching them.
With headsets on and laptops at the ready. Wearing similar clothing to Kyrie, the simple almost uniform style of plain shirt over utility pants that I'd seen being sold on the Hunter's App network.
But my eyes couldn't focus on the people nearby. They were locked on the figures on the screens. Thousands, maybe. All packed into stacks of partitioned levels lit by low levels of light.
Families clustered in what I'm guessing are common areas on the ground, lines formed toward countless kitchens sharing meals that I'm sure must be rationed based on the careful amount and quick pass-through that involved scanning some sort of identification card in front of the server.
