Strange living room

The woman smiled at Jessica's signature and pulled the booklet back toward her. She stored it back underneath her desk. "Well now you may proceed." She gestured to the red door on Jessica's left. The reporter made zero hesitations, she bolted for the door and slammed it shut behind her. The woman chuckled to herself. "What an idiot..."

Jessica took a good look around the room, she appeared to have entered a strange living room. It was normal living room, only it was covered with neon colors. The furniture was all a different neon color, making it look like a Jackson Pollock painting. She walked into the middle, incredibly confused.

Now she had managed to evade the bounty hunters, Jessica could process what she had walked into. She was slightly mad at herself for blindly signing the contract, it could mean anything! She had to do it, however, or she faced a far worse kind of prosecution. She did, however, fear that she had walked into an equal hell. Jessica took a seat on the bright orange couch, unsure of what to do next.