Well manicured eyebrows pulled together in contempt as Chloe looked over the building before her. This was the meeting place of the well funded experiment? Her blue eyes darted back down at the map in her hands. Considering the size of the town and that she had seen a couple of people enter into the building, she was certain it was the place. It was tacky, it was a failed attempt at being vintage. Although if she were being honest with herself, there was certain parts that weren't all that bad. But she'd never admit to that.

“I guess they had to cut corners somewhere...” she murmured to herself, her thoughts tracing back to the well furnished town.

Taking a deep breath, climbed up the steps and opened the door. It was nothing like she'd seen before, a thrown together room, that was trying to be something it wasn't. It stunned her for a moment, it was rather homely, and not in the good way. The few people that had entered into the room, weren't exactly what she was expecting- but then again, what was she expecting? It wasn't like she spent much time with people the last couple of months. 

Scanning the side of the room Chloe saw a table with assorted food, and she was instantly reminded that she had yet to eat today. She grabbed a container of orange juice and despite her better judgment a cookie. She ate the baked good before she took as seat at one of the set out chairs. Taking a swig of her juice she awaited for the rest of her neighbors to come in.