The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Echo, gotta... cough... keep going... Air's all stale, like it's been trapped forever... Uh, some kind of old, abandoned television studio, maybe? Sun's not visible, but the light's still kinda pale, so maybe it's dawn or dusk... A static-filled TV screen's showing this, like, grainy, black-and-white footage of the inside of a cave, and it's kinda... melting into reality, like, the rocks and stuff on the screen are seeping into the real world...