The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the sound of endless water trickling is filling the air, with massive, ancient-looking stone cisterns overflowing everywhere in this sprawling, ornate underground Basilica Cistern. Thousands of gleaming, high-end PC graphics cards are embedded seamlessly into the damp, grey stone walls and ceilings, somehow still humming along despite being covered in old, dusty spider webs. Like, a soft, cool mist hangs in the air, smelling of damp stone and mold, and the flicker-free, pale blue-green light from the graphics cards casts an ethereal glow over the whole space. It's somehow raining upwards here, water rising silently from the stone floor into the cisterns.