The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's flooding this abandoned, ornate Baroque-style opera house, like the entire orchestra pit is now a pool. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of mildew, and it's kinda cool in here, with a bunch of ornate chandeliers somehow still lit up, casting a warm glow over the whole scene. The sound of water lapping against the balconies and dripping from the gilded decorations is echoing through the space, and I can see schools of bioluminescent fish swimming in the darkness beneath the flooded stage, where a huge, intact, Gothic-style, stained glass window seems to be displaying an ever-changing Kabbalistic Tree of Life diagram.