The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight barely pierces through a translucent, crystalline dome overhead, like it's filtering the harsh conditions of the outside environment. Uh, a thin layer of mist coats everything in a warm, humid cave system that stretches out as far as I can see, smelling of damp earth and something vaguely floral... Shattered crystalline formations jut from the cave walls and floor, their surfaces covered in faint, hieroglyphic patterns from the Book of Soyga that pulse with a soft blue light in sync with the buzzing of invisible cicadas. The air's pressure seems to shift and adjust itself around me every few seconds.