In the spaceless void between dimensions, in a pocket universe attached to a more standard-sized one, there is a room.
The room looks different every time this happens.
This time, the room is softly lit, with a low round table in the center. On either side of the table is a soft mat with blankets and pillows, and on the table is arranged an assortment of snacks and gently steaming beverages.
Sitting crosslegged on one side of the table is a woman in yoga pants and a tank top, frowning sympathetically.