The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, spiral-shaped stalactites hang from the ceiling of a damp cave, somehow slowly rotating like they're being twisted by an invisible force. Water's dripping from the tips, creating a rhythmic echo that's kinda soothing. A chunk of sunlight slices through a narrow opening in the cave, illuminating a tiny, pixelated cat just chillin' on a nearby rock, looking like it was ripped straight from a vaporwave meme. The air's thick with the smell of wet earth and mildew.