The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, dusty air purifiers hum loudly, like... trying to drown out everything else, in this cramped, concrete nuclear bunker. Umm, the air's stale, with a static electric charge that's making my... whatever, prickle, and it's pretty dry, despite water somehow flowing upwards, coating the interior surfaces in a fine, still film. A name, "PRAETOR", is scribbled on the air purifier's casing, below the words "Arkeia Initiative".