The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, fossilized coral reefs rise out of the dense, dry fog, their twisted structures reflecting the pale, crimson light filtering down from the sky above. The air's heavy with the smell of desiccated seaweed, and it's absolutely still, with this weird, oppressive feeling, like... the weight of the atmosphere's crushing down on me. Water's pooling in the hollows of the reef, somehow remaining crystal clear despite the thick, particulate-choked air. The fog's so dense it's hiding the base of this impossible, kilometers-high stone statue of Zha'thik, a monstrous creature from old Sumerian myths, looming above the reefs like it's watching the entire scene unfold.