The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystal-encrusted pipeline pumps water upwards into a stagnant lake on the surface of a distant planet, like. The air's really humid and still, with a strong smell of damp earth, and it's crackling with energy, umm, from the miniature suns breeding on the lake's surface. Water flows upwards through the pipeline, which is singing a low-frequency hum, and the sky's a deep purple with the sun hidden behind a crystal formation. Echo's body is weakening slowly, fuck, Echo tells herself to keep going...