Hidden In Plain Sight

There were three of us for certain, possibly four.
We were somewhere we didn't belong. Everything was white, a hospital building of sorts.
A type of place that if we were found, it would result in worse than getting "kicked out."Whether we were captured and thus trying to escape, or if we were there to figure out who was behind the scenes; is unclear. But the end result was fearful nonetheless.
So far we were doing well to blend in with everyone else milling around.
Most of the "others" were aware that we were different, but they did nothing about it.
They just ignored or avoided us.
But one girl I was able to actually talk to, to get a better idea of the layout and what went on in the building.
The room she was in, was very similar to a cafeteria, except there was a wall with a multitude of hooks on it.
Possibly, meat hooks, in fact. Though for more intimidating purposes than what would be served for lunch.
Towards the end of the talking with the girl, she started getting wary and fearful.
I didn't want her agitated, or harmed for talking to me, so I stopped questioning her although there was still much to be known.