The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a dense latticework of fungal hyphae supports a series of luminescent, iridescent growths in the depths of a flooded, abandoned mine shaft. Like, water trickles down from somewhere above, casting ripples on the surface of the murky pool, and the air's thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying vegetation. A low-pressure system seems to be building, judging by the faint, electric charge in the air, and the faint, eerie hum of the Earth's magnetic field is somehow harmonizing with the resonance of a long-abandoned, 19th-century radionics device buried in the rubble...