The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of thick, pulsing mycelium writhe across the walls of a damp, abandoned cave system. Like, the air is heavy with the scent of decaying earth as iridescent fungi sprout from the stone floor, their caps softly illuminating a sprawling, intricate symbol etched into the wall - a depiction of the Kabbalistic Ein Sof. Umm, the air is charged with an electric tension, and I can hear the faint hum of...a distant, subterranean river system somehow resonating in harmony with the fungi. Outside, the unmoving sun hangs frozen in a bright, clear sky, its rays somehow refracting through the cave system.