The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic stalactites made of what looks like translucent honey hang from the ceiling of a massive cave system, their tips dripping a slow, syrupy liquid onto the rocky floor. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth and...like, old honeycomb, and it's super humid, making my skin feel sticky. The cave's lit by some weird, ambient light – the honey stalactites seem to be radiating a soft, warm glow. Uh, somehow the sound of waves crashing against a beach is echoing through the cave, despite us being, like, a mile underground.