The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant stalactites, like... dripping with this super viscous, syrupy liquid, hang from the ceiling of a massive, crystalline cave system. Air's pretty heavy with the smell of myrrh and there's this constant, low vibration humming through the ground. Umm, the liquid's somehow flowing upwards, defying gravity, and collecting in these delicate, filigree vials that are embedded in the crystal formations. It's kinda humid in here, with a warm, still air that feels almost... anticipatory.