The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, velvety moss covers a labyrinthine network of stone tunnels, like, umm, carved by some ancient force. The air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, and it's pretty humid. Water seems to be flowing upwards through the tunnels, somehow nourishing the twisted, organic architecture surrounding it. Trees with roots submerged in the air have their trunks and branches submerged in the earth, as the sky above is a deep, burning indigo.