Freight Lift

A cramped industrial lift shaft rising from the Correction Centre’s lower levels, its metal cage rattling with decades of use. The lift’s corroded walls bear faded safety warnings while its rickety mechanism emits a grinding groan as it ascends. The trio’s climb is precarious—Cordo leads with urgent efficiency, the Doctor clings tightly to the rails, and Leela scans for threats above. Its confined space amplifies their shared desperation, the lift becoming a temporary sanctuary of defiance against Pluto’s oppressive systems.