The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness... and this low-pitched whir, like machinery or something... uh, it smells like oil and wet earth. I'm underwater, I think, or... not really, because the water's just, like, suspended in mid-air around me, and there are fish and seaweed floating in it, but the air's still somehow breathable, and I can see sunlight filtering through... somewhere above. Umm, can barely see, my vision's all... distorted, like it's warping in on itself... head's killing me... can't breathe...