The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Twisted, nightmarish root systems writhe out of the cracked surface of a vast, crystalline cave like veins on a cadaver, the walls reflecting a sickly, pulsing bioluminescence. Uh, the air's heavy with the stench of damp earth, decaying plant matter, and ozone, the stillness punctuated by a low-frequency hum that resonates through my entire body... Somewhere deeper in the cave, an unseen mass of water seems to be flowing uphill, silently defying gravity, its impossible ascent producing no sound or visible disturbance. A fine, crystalline dust hangs suspended in the air, refusing to settle.