The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline stalagmites rise from the floor of a damp, dripping cavern, their facets reflecting a faint, blue-green luminescence that's coming from... uh, this thick, pulsing carpet of iridescent mushrooms covering the ground. The air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and something sweet, like... honey, and it's pretty humid, but there's a weird, almost imperceptible buzz building up, like my skin's being charged with static. Above the cavern's center, a perfectly intact, fossilized Trilobite somehow hovers inside a huge, crystal orb, surrounded by concentric, swirling patterns of silver dust.