Meredith and I were in the back corner, which was where the proctors told our assigned team to wait. Back corner wasn't terrible. It meant fewer eyeballs on us, and the lantern above us wasn't flickering like some of the others. Our new teammates, Ruth and Harris Odelium, sat across from us on the other bench. I could tell neither of them wanted to make eye contact. Probably for the best, considering how our last conversation went.
We were told we could wander around the building if we wanted to. "Avail yourselves of the amenities" was the exact wording they used. The "amenities", however, turned out to be a few training rooms for meditation, a couple bathrooms that echoed a bit too loud, and a snack station with pieces of stale bread stacked in a basket like someone thought bread qualified as hospitality if you ignored the fact that you'd probably chip a tooth on it.
