The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarled, crimson roots burst out of the ground, tangled with rusted remains of computer hardware, like, motherboards, GPUs, and twisted power cables, all covered in a thick layer of congealed blood. A massive, crystalline stalagmite rises from the center, refracting the faint, pulsing light that filters through a canopy of rotting flesh above, and the air is thick with the stench of decay. The roots quiver, like they're alive, as water seeps upward through the ground, collecting into tiny, iridescent pools that ripple and distort the reflected light. A chunk of flesh just fell off the canopy, landing with a wet splat.