"Cameras. Someone has to be watching us." The lighting in here was rubbish, making the far corners of the room shadowy and hard to discern. Was that a plastic half-bubble with a red light gleaming at them? Iestyn nibbled on the corner of the granola bar. He was paying more attention now that his initial shock had worn off, and for the first time he noticed the line of bare showerheads against the far wall, and the drain in the floor. He grimaced, and wondered who had been in this place before them.