The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, velvety moss is covering the entire interior surface of a massive, hollow geode. Uh, the air's thick with the smell of wet stone and the pressure feels slightly higher than normal, like my ears are plugged up. Shafts of pale sunlight filter through tiny cracks in the geode's exterior, illuminating a sprawling, iridescent network of fungal hyphae that seems to be channeling a soft, blue-green luminescence from the walls into a glittering, crystalline vortex at the geode's center, which appears to be somehow slowing down time itself.