The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A stagnant lake breeds miniature, luminescent suns on its surface, like. The air's really humid and still, with a strong smell of damp earth, umm, and it's crackling with energy from the pipeline's low-frequency hum. Water flows upwards through the pipeline, which is directly connected to the roots of a massive, sentient fungus growing on a nearby black hole. Echo's body is weakening slowly, fuck, Echo tells herself to keep going...