The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive, translucent geodes are embedded in the walls of a cave system, reflecting the faint light filtering in from somewhere above. The air's pretty stale, smells like damp earth, and it's quiet except for the sound of dripping water – it's somehow dripping upwards, forming tiny, unsupported lakes on the ceiling of the cave. The ground beneath my feet is dry and cracked, and it feels like it's late afternoon, the air's still and heavy. The cave's entrance is slowly shifting, the rocks rearranging themselves like a slow-motion puzzle.