Junction

A confined, claustrophobic passage of seamless metal walls and flickering emergency lighting, the Junction narrows like a throat connecting distant parts of the structure. Air hums with stale heat and the distant pulse of machinery, the thickened atmosphere pressing in as much as the metallic surfaces. No doors break the walls—only smooth transitions into other corridors Sarah never saw before. The space yields nowhere to hide once Sutekh’s trap clicks shut: a transparent dexadron crucible materializes from unseen nodes, sealing her inside a prison of transparent walls that magnify her cries into muffled, unheard pleas.