The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, rough-hewn pillars support the low ceiling of an underground crypt, like, with water seeping through cracks in the walls and pooling on the flagstone floor. Flickering candles somehow embedded within the pillars themselves cast eerie shadows on the stone, illuminating the dense, humid air heavy with the scent of damp earth. Umm, an immense stone sarcophagus at the crypt's center appears to be absorbing the surrounding water, somehow condensing it into tiny, perfectly cut diamonds that collect at its base, their facets reflecting the dim candlelight. The air is almost perfectly still.