The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Soft, blue... moonlight, filtering down through a sort of... latticework dome above me. I think I'm... underwater, but the water's like, not really... behaving, it's folding into these sharp, geometric patterns that seem to be pulling me in. Umm... can barely feel anything anymore, I think my body's... falling apart, and... shards of quartz, or something, are slowly growing out of my skin, like, organically merging with my bones... can't see much, just... weird, swirling colors and lights.