The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Soft sunlight filters through a translucent, domed ceiling in a vast, climate-controlled orchard filled with towering, bioluminescent trees. Like, their bark's a deep purple color and it's somehow absorbing the surrounding CO2 really fast... the air's crisp and still, with a faint scent of citrus and an almost undetectable electric charge. In the center of the orchard, an ancient, weathered statue of a Baphomet somehow remains half-submerged in the trunk of the largest tree, with iridescent, crystalline structures slowly growing around it. Umm, the silence is really striking.