A body modification lab!

Leia gritted her teeth. She'd dealt with tough situations in the past. Certainly if she could handle interrogation by Darth Vader himself, she could handle anything Jabba could throw at her.

Whirring and beeping came from every corner of the chamber. Robotic arms snaked around the room, picking up tools and replacing them. All four walls were covered in different machines of all shapes and sizes. Some as small power drills, others consisting of entire body parts made of machines. The center of the room had four chairs with built in steel restraints. Two of the chairs were occupied by humanoids.

It was clear what was happening to them by the movements of the robotic arms. Arms would snake up to the wall and grab small saws or incision knives. Then they'd use them to cut or slice the humanoid in the chair somehow. Even as the door opened, a pink alien in the farthest chair was screaming as a drill was applied to the back of it's neck. Leia knew that a robotic arm would grab a piece of machinery from the wall and then install where the drill had been. The whole room smelled of burnt flesh.

It was a lab meant to transform humanoids into cyborgs, or instill mechanical components into their bodies. It was Jabba's Body Shop. The Gamorean dragged her to the nearest chair and held her down until the steel straps activated. They meant to change her somehow. Leia seethed, vowing that Jabba would pay for this dearly.