The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-covered stone columns rise from a flooded, underground subway tunnel like a colonnade, water trickling from the capitals into a massive, turquoise mirror that seems to reflect the sky on a distant planet. Schools of bioluminescent fish swim around a shattered, Soviet-era space capsule partially buried in the silt, umm, there's a constant hum resonating through the air, matching the rhythmic motion of mechanical wings somewhere in the distance. My vision's starting to blur, probably from the injuries, but like... I can see the air molecules vibrating with an electric charge, it's really messing with my head.