The main office

Tess pushed open the door to the main office, and a wave of calm washed over her. The room was small, but it felt spacious despite its tiny size. A large wooden desk sat in the center of the room, cluttered with papers, pens, and a single, leather-bound book. Shelves lined one wall, stacked haphazardly with volumes on logic, mathematics, and philosophy. Tess's eyes landed on a particularly dusty tome, "The Principles of Non-Contradiction" by Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz. She smiled to herself; she'd always had a soft spot for the great German philosopher. Beyond the desk and shelves, a large window let in a flood of natural light, illuminating the room and casting a warm glow over everything. But it was what Tess saw outside that really caught her attention - a brick wall stretching out into infinity, seemingly without any discernible pattern or structure. It was as if the city itself had decided to build a monolith to boredom, a monument to the drudgery of urban life. Tess felt a pang of wistfulness as she gazed out at the wall. She'd always been drawn to the beauty in complexity, the intricate patterns and structures that underlay even the most mundane things. But this... this was different. This was simply a wall, a bland and uninspired expanse of brick that seemed to suck all the color out of the room. She turned back to the desk, her eyes adjusting to the softer light. A small, framed photograph sat on the edge of the desk, depicting a group of friends laughing together. Tess's heart swelled with a mix of emotions - sadness at the loss of this happy moment, and longing for connection in a world that often seemed too big and too loud. As she stood there, taking it all in, Tess felt a sense of peace settle over her. This was what she needed - a reminder that even in the most mundane of places, beauty could be found if you looked closely enough.

walk to the next room which turns out to be a closet

move to the waiting room