The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glowing fungal growths are illuminating this cramped, abandoned apiary, like, filling the air with a heavy scent of honey and ozone. The honeycombs are still intact, but they're filled with iridescent, fiber-optic-looking strands that seem to be pulsing with a low-frequency hum. Uh, the air's really thick with an electric charge, and it's making the loose beekeeping equipment vibrate, but it's also somehow keeping the old, rickety wooden frames from collapsing, even though they're severely waterlogged from the mist that's slowly seeping in through the walls. Sunlight's filtering in through a hidden entrance above, but it's being refracted into this surreal, polychromatic haze that seems to be drawing the very colors out of the air itself.