The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering stalactites hang from the ceiling of this massive cave system, their delicate, crystalline structures reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors from an unseen light source. Like, the air is thick with the smell of damp earth and there's a weird, constant rumbling noise, umm, it's almost soothing. The ground beneath is covered in a fine, glittering dust that seems to shift and writhe like it's alive, and this impossible, perpetual waterfall cascades upwards, defying gravity as it disappears into a hole in the cave's ceiling. It's humid as hell in here, too.