The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, syrupy liquid drips from the ceiling of a vast, underground fungal cave, pooling into a mirror-smooth lake that seems to be reflecting a low, crescent moon despite us being deep underground... The air's heavy with a rich, earthy smell and it's really humid, making my skin feel clammy. Uh, a few, scattered fungal stalks are growing tiny, iridescent crystals that appear to be absorbing and storing the faint electric charge building up around us, and water seems to be flowing upwards through the crystals, too. Tiny, ghostly, bioluminescent shrimp swim through the walls like they're transparent.