The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Turquoise crystals are jutting out of the walls in a huge, empty metro tunnel. Water's rushing out of the tunnel's end, somehow going upwards, and the air smells kinda sweet, almost like burning copper, and it's pretty humid. Umm, the whole tunnel seems to be humming this low-pitched rumble, but it's eerily still and silent outside - even the ventilation fans aren't spinning, just frozen in place. Shafts of rainbow-colored light dance across the tunnel's tiles, making it feel kinda like early afternoon or something.