The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Turquoise water stretches out before me, still and reflective, mirroring the eerie, bioluminescent plants coating the rough stone walls. Uh, the air's thick with the scent of wet earth and there's an electric charge to it, like right before a storm. Water's somehow seeping upwards through the stone, defying gravity, to pool into massive crystalline structures suspended just above the surface, their facets reflecting shards of light that seem to be bending the fabric of space-time. It's pretty humid, and sunlight barely filters in, casting this weird, shimmering glow across everything.