The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Half-dissected cadavers of some giant, unknown insects lie splayed across the floor of a colossal, abandoned laboratory, with rusted medical equipment strewn around the remains like discarded trash. Uh, the air reeks of formaldehyde and something...else, with the walls smeared in dark, crimson splatters that appear to be seeping into the stone. Outside the grimy windows, a swirling storm of iridescent dust hangs in mid-air, despite the eerie stillness that grips the lab like a physical force. A perfectly intact, fossilized fetus of a massive, Lovecraftian creature sits suspended within a cracked, crystal-filled jar on a nearby workbench.