The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain-soaked fog clings to the crystalline spires of a shattered cathedral, like, half-submerged in the murky waters of a massive, flooded impact crater. The air's thick with the scent of damp earth and mold, and the sound of dripping water echoes off the crater's walls. Iridescent, bioluminescent tendrils sprout from the stone, weaving together to form an intricate, shifting map of the Qliphothic Tree of Life on the cathedral's facade. A faint hum of... machinery, maybe, emanates from the crater's depths, causing ripples to disturb the water's otherwise glassy surface.