The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Foggy light seeps through this massive, domed aviary, the air's heavy with the smell of damp earth. Like, there's a cacophony of birdsong coming from all directions, and it's really freaking loud. A perpetual drizzle soaks the air but somehow, none of it's touching the hundreds of birds flying around or the countless eggs they're nesting on. Umm, all these trees have roots growing straight up into the air, no branches or anything – it's like the whole forest is upside-down.