"We need to hide" You say quickly, Taylor quickly nods along as you survey the room. Spotting another door leading out somewhere else you direct Taylor to it before heading there yourself, quietly of course. Hoping the newcomers don't find you. This is way too much to explain and you don't want to get in the way of their own investigation, try to explain who you are would probably just lead to suspiciousness and turn them away, while pretending to be a counsellor is not something you think you can do, you barely respect authority, you doubt you can be it.
You both head into the next room to find it full of white boards, timetables and other planning related items.
"I reckon this is where them Counsellors keep all their plans" Taylor whispers to you, and you have to agree with the obvious. Time tables for all the activities, plans for how they're done and assignments for different staff members.
You're just struck the motherload of information and quietly you both quickly get to work searching through it. As you look through it all you can't help but feel a pang of deja vu, as If you've been in this room before. But that's impossible... right?