The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a bunch of old, analog TVs are just... stacked haphazardly in a huge, ancient cave, their screens reflecting a warm, golden light that seems to be emanating from a giant, crystalline crystal nestled in the cave's center. The air's thick with dust, and the smell of damp stone and... something slightly sweet hangs heavy. Like, tiny, robotic hummingbirds are flitting around the crystal, their iridescent feathers catching the light and casting a faint, shimmering glow across the rough stone walls as they hum a low, thrumming drone in sync with the TVs' static.