The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rough-hewn stone sarcophagi are stacked haphazardly in a vast, naturally lit cave system. Umm, a thick, honey-like substance is oozing from small cracks in the rock faces, and it's somehow slowly repairing worn stone carvings depicting cryptic alchemical processes and a procession of celestial bodies on the cave walls. Air's stale, but a faint, charged tang of electricity lingers near the dripping honey-like substance, which is audibly humming a perfect harmonic series of some kind. The sunlight, apparently, is somehow originating from beneath the cave floor.