It looked like a serials killers basement, or atleast a yandere character's shrine. She was suprisingly not disturbed, but she brushed it off, thinking it was because her mom was a nurse, and she usually had to see her mom come home covered in blood. Besides the blood on the walls, there were weapons on the floor, apperantely, occording to her knowledge, were arranged in order of most deadliest to least deadliest. Elizabeth couldn't recall how she knew that, but she didnt think much of it, now paying attention to the fact that she was IN A ROOM, IN AN UNDISCLOSED LOCATION, POTENTIALLY TRAPPED IN THERE UNTIL SHE DIED. 

Like any normal person, she eventually started to freak out and started screaming for help, but after her throat gave up, she concluded, no one could here her. Just as she started to be her throat and gave up, she heard a sort of harsh, glitchy voice. " Welcome, Elizabeth."

Elizabeth was taken aback, like she should be, and the voice continued- 

"You have been selected for this years annual death games organized by the government. We cannot say the reason for the creation