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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, crystal formations reflect a beam of light, slicing through a vast, dark cavern... It smells damp, like after a heavy rain, but there's this metallic tang too, like rust or something. Turquoise-hued vines with copper threads weave in and out of a series of antique, steam-powered carousels built for like, cats, who're slowly riding them with zero interest. The air's warm, really still, with zero echoes, like it's soundproofed – damn, Echo, you're growing weaker by the minute, just push forward.