The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stalactites are hanging from the cave ceiling, reflecting faint sunlight filtering through a narrow opening above. Uh, the air's got this heavy, metallic scent to it, and it's really humid – water's condensing on the cave walls and trickling down into a small lake that's covering the entire cave floor. The lake is somehow... folding in on itself, like it's being poured into a drain that's not actually there. The only sound is the gentle lapping of the water against the cave walls.