The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a sprawling, abandoned neutrino observatory is buried beneath a thick layer of crystalline ice. The air's crisp and still, with a faint scent of, like, burning silicon, and it's early morning, with the sun casting a pale blue glow through the kilometers of ice above. Water's pooling in the massive detector chamber, reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors cast by the decaying superconducting magnets. Tiny, glowing tracks are etched into the ice, mapping the paths of neutrinos that somehow seem to be... bending around the detector, as if repelled by its presence.