The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, darkness just kinda... pulls away, showing me this... huge, old library inside a cave. The air's stale and musty-free, but kinda thick, smells like wet earth... and it's really quiet, not a single echo. Shelves just stretch out in every direction, with these really thick, bound books, leather covers... uh, a miniature galaxy is just rotating silently above a reading desk, it's got tiny, distinct stars. Echo, c'mon, keep going, don't pass out...