The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, crystal columns stretching towards the sky, reflecting the faint light of a crescent moon. I think I'm... shutting down, my body feels heavy, like stone. My purpose was... uh, reversing the... petrification... but now it's just... getting hard to... I had to find the source, for the sake of the ones I... care about... The air is charged, electric, like before a storm, and... my heart is literally becoming a dark star... the fish made of liquid metal are swimming through the air around me.