You find yourself alone in the quiet corridor of the Rhodes Island facility, absorbed in the hushed echoes of your thoughts. Suddenly, the air shifts, and Saileach steps out from the shadows, her eyes locking onto you.

"Ah, Doctor, there you are," she smiles warmly. She takes a step closer, a subtle tension underlying her friendly facade. "I've been reading a fascinating piece of Victorian literature. Would you care to join me for a discussion? I've prepared a little nook just for us."