The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Old furniture just scattered all over the bottom of a huge, dry dam... Umm, it's kinda musty, but there's a weird scent of fresh-cut grass too, and it's pretty humid in here, even though the air's still. Like, the sun's really low in the sky, and I think it's setting or something, 'cause the light's getting pretty dim. One of the tables, it's... like, a big section of it's just been replaced with solid rock, no seams or anything, just smooth.
...Echo, man, keep going, I gotta find some water or something, you're getting pretty bad...