The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive stone door is sliding open on the side of a mountain, sunlight pouring in as this weird, pinkish mist seeps out. It's... really humid in here, and the air's got this heavy, metallic smell, like someone just lit a thousand flares at once. I'm feeling like shit, to be honest – my body's screaming for a break, and my vision's getting all fuzzy. Water's somehow flowing uphill, collecting into a series of pools that seem to be... floating inside each other, like they're nested together somehow, with no discernible container or boundaries.