The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight filters through a dome of ice, casting a pale blue glow over what looks like an abandoned research facility on the bottom of a frozen lake. Like, the air's thick with the smell of cold water and metal, and it's weirdly still down here, no signs of water currents or anything. The walls are covered in equations scrawled in some kind of frost-resistant paint, referencing the Kaluza-Klein theory and what looks like ancient Enochian script, and somehow a bunch of sealed containers are still pumping out a faint hum of refrigeration units. A couple of fish swim by, leaving trails of sparks behind them like the ones in the aviary.