The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's streaming through a cluster of fiber optic cables suspended from the ceiling of this massive, underground fungal network that's been colonized by bioluminescent mushrooms. The air's thick with the scent of damp earth and something sweet, like honey, with a gentle, static-charged breeze rustling the mycelium growth. A cross-section of the fungal hyphae has somehow organized itself into an accurate, functioning model of the Voynich Manuscript's astronomical charts. Outside, the sound of screeching seagulls echoes through the tunnels, even though we're definitely miles underground.