The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's dripping from these massive, crystalline stalactites hanging from the ceiling of this vast, underground cave, like, creating tiny puddles on the rough stone floor. The air's cool and damp, smells like mineral water, and the only sound is the steady echo of dripping water off the cave walls. The cave's somehow filled with these massive, old-growth trees, like, their roots are digging straight into the stone floor, and their canopies are somehow photosynthesizing despite the near-total lack of light in here. Seagulls are nesting in the tree branches, weirdly.