The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Weird, twisted stalactites are hanging from the low ceiling of some kind of underground cave system, lit by a sickly yellow glow that seems to be coming from tiny, iridescent fungi growing on the rocks. The air's thick with this musty, damp smell and it feels super humid, like it's on the verge of raining inside. There's this slow, steady rumble of... machinery? somewhere off in the distance, and it sounds kinda like an ancient dial-up modem connecting, over and over. Umm, massive, crystalline formations are somehow growing into actual working 56k modems, no wires or anything, just embedded in the cave walls.