The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, industrial-sized centrifuges dominate this underground biolab, surrounded by shelves stocked with biohazard suits, test tubes, and like, a bunch of mysterious equipment with obscure logos and serial numbers etched onto them. Umm, there's this thick smell of disinfectant and burned-out LED lights hanging in the air, which is pretty still, despite the constant whirring of machinery. Air pressure is weirdly low, considering we're probably hundreds of feet beneath the surface, and it's not affecting these, like, massive fungal growths spreading across the walls and floor, which seem to be absorbing nutrients from... nowhere, I guess. The Starlink satellite embedded in the wall is silently streaming some kind of encrypted telemetry data onto a nearby flatscreen monitor.