The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's cascading down a crystal staircase inside this vast, naturally occurring cavern... umm, the air's humid and charged with an electric tension that's making the hairs on my arms stand up. A pale blue light permeates the space, like, it's definitely daytime outside, but the exact hour is impossible to gauge from in here. A chunk of Tokyo's Shibuya Crossing, complete with working traffic lights and pavement, is somehow embedded upside-down on the cave's ceiling, and water's flowing up its buildings, only to fall back down the staircase in an endless cycle.