A small and compact space has been carved from the rock of Ungstir, the natural rock sculpted to form a coffered ceiling from which drifts soft illumintion. Pragmatic from floor to ceiling, each square inch of the clinic has been efficiently laid out, from the front desk and triage station to the racks of crash carts waiting patiently in the wall niches. At all hours there is activity here, the staff grim and dedicated, having to face each day the true cost of what it is to live and work amongst Ungstir's shattered rocks.