The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusted remains of what appears to be a mechanical tortoise are splayed open, its hollow shell filled with a festering mass of pulsing, bioluminescent fungi that casts an eerie, blue-green glow across the rough, unfinished stone. Like, the air's heavy with the stench of decay and death, and the humidity's so high it feels like a perpetual mist clings to everything. Shattered, crystal shards litter the ground, reflecting the faint light filtering down from a massive, crystalline stalactite hanging from the center of this underground cavern, which appears to be steadily dissolving into the fungus-filled shell.