The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, crimson-colored stalagmites thrust upwards from the center of a still, black pool, like they're just... erupting out of the surface. Uh, the air is heavy with the scent of wet sulfur and the pressure is kind of crushing, making my ears pop. A stationary tornado made entirely of liquid mercury, a gleaming metallic column, connects the pool to the low-hanging, grey-green clouds above - it just is. The air is eerily silent, except for a constant, muffled crashing noise that seems to be coming from deep within the tornado itself.