The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, bloody water pours down from a gash in the sky, like the atmosphere itself is hemorrhaging, and collects in a stagnant pool around the base of a twisted, fungal growth that's sprouted from the ground. The air reeks of decay, heavy with an electric charge that's making my skin prickle, and I can hear the distant hum of a tolling bell echoing through... whatever this is. Embedded within the fungus is a shattered, crystalline shard reflecting a faint, pulsing light, which seems to be fueling the growth of a nearby, disembodied animal lung that's inflating and deflating in time with some unseen force.