The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystal-encrusted stalactites hang from the vaulted ceiling of an immense underground cavern. The air is still, heavy with the scent of damp earth, and a faint hum of electricity permeates the space, making my skin feel charged. Shafts of diffuse, blue-green light illuminate the cavern, emanating from what looks like a sprawling, bioluminescent fungal network that covers the walls and ceiling, seemingly pulsing in sync with the beat of an invisible, primordial drum. Umm, a perfect, six-pointed star seems to be seared into the stone floor, somehow reflecting a nonexistent light source.