The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone columns stretch upwards, covered in cryptic Voynich script that seems to shift and change as the flicker-free LED strip lights above cast an even, daylight-blue glow. Like, the air's heavy with the scent of fresh paint, and it feels pretty humid in here – I'd say it's around late morning judging by the soft sunlight filtering through the stained glass skylights. Uh, a chunk of the Berlin Wall just kinda sits there in the center of the space, looking super out of place next to this, uh, what looks like a working replica of the Baghdad Battery – yeah, it's definitely emitting some kind of electric charge, making my skin feel all tingly.