The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, gemstone-colored stalactites are suspended from the rough, crystalline ceiling of a massive underground cavern, slowly dripping a viscous, silver liquid that pools into a network of winding, glittering canals. The air's crisp and still, with a scent like ozone and smoke, and it's surprisingly humid considering the stark, desert-like landscape visible through a massive, gaping hole in one wall – which somehow doesn't seem to be letting in any light from outside. Shards of what looks like raw obsidian are bursting out of the cavern walls, reassembling into neatly-stacked piles on the rough stone floor. Water's audibly trickling upward through the rocks.