The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... dark, iridescent pools... spreading like oil slicks across... some sort of weathered stone platform... The air's really heavy, smells like ozone and something else... can't quite place it... My lungs are barely... uh, working... can't draw air... there's this massive, crystalline... entity, I guess, just rising out of one of the pools, its facets reflecting this impossible, shifting light that's not quite... sunlight... it's just... devouring the surrounding stone like it's... liquid... Uh, I don't think I can... keep going... vision's going dark... everything's just...