The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, ancient turbines are slowly spinning, like, pushing a gentle breeze through what looks like an abandoned, underground hydroelectric power plant. The air's pretty damp down here, and it's kinda musty, with the smell of mildew and old concrete, but the sunlight somehow filters in through the cracks in the walls, making it look like mid-morning. Water's dripping from the ceiling, slowly filling up this massive, cracked reservoir, and these... umm... iridescent fish are somehow swimming in mid-air above the water's surface.