The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Turquoise water cascades down a series of impossible, never-ending stairs that somehow wrap around themselves in this vast, underground grotto. Like, a low hum is emanating from the crystalline formations embedded in the walls, which are casting this pale, rainbow-colored light everywhere. A mechanical turtle is somehow embedded in one of the crystalline formations, with tiny, waving flippers, as the air's charged with an electric scent and feels thick with anticipation, like it's about to storm. Umm, water droplets on the stairs' surface are reflecting this... eerie, color-shifting pattern that seems to be coming from nowhere.