The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant, pulsing jellyfish drift slowly above a sprawling, overgrown garden maze, their translucent bodies reflecting the late morning sun. Like, the air's heavy with the smell of wet earth and... something sweetly chemical, and it's eerily still, except for these tiny, iridescent birds flitting through the hedges, somehow not getting zapped by the static electricity that crackles between the jellyfish. Uh, at the center of the maze, this weird, low-res ASCII art sculpture just sits on a pedestal, made out of what looks like pure, rainbow-colored crystal. A steady hum of machinery comes from beneath the pedestal.