It's an office. By most features an unremarkable one - spartan and plain, the desk and chair beside it central and nearly only features. The woman who works at the desk does not look out of place in it. Seems intent on her work, the screens in front of her responding rapidly to her direction.
She isn't alone in the room. A rather serious break from standard office spaces, the other woman in it lies curled on the floor near the wall on the other side. Hand she bites down on cuts off any screams that get that far, but now and then she jerks and curls up harder, tenses more against the floor.