The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's filtering through a stained-glass dome above this abandoned, Art Deco-style aviary, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on a bunch of dusty, vintage birdcages. Like, the air's really thick with the scent of feathers and seed, but there's this undercurrent of burnt wiring, too. Water's trickling from an invisible source, feeding into a bunch of small, ornate fountains that seem to be somehow levitating the birdcages above the floor, even though they're all made of heavy metal. Meanwhile, the birds themselves are just... paused, mid-air, frozen in time.