The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's dripping from twisted, ivy-covered water spigots jutting out of what looks like... rough, volcanic rock? Air's really damp, smells like mold, feels like it's maybe morning. Light's really soft, diffused somehow, like the whole space is inside a prism or something... Umm... coral, like the kind on the hospital beds I saw earlier, seems to be spreading up the rock, slowly covering it, I can see tiny shrimp crawling on the surface of it...