The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's illuminating the dusty interior of a massive, abandoned aviary, casting a warm glow over a forest of rusted birdcages and perches. Like, the air's thick with the scent of dried birdseed and a low, soothing hum resonates through the structure, causing the empty cages to vibrate in sync with a sprawling network of quartz crystals bursting from the stone floor. A flock of iridescent birds - seemingly crafted from pure, shifting light - flits between the cages, their wings beating in unison as they weave a glowing tapestry through the air.