The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, dark blue-green... peat bogs stretching everywhere, like... an endless soggy carpet... My vision's fading, getting really dark and... blurry, I think I'm gonna... coughs weakly. I was trying to find something for Elara, my sister, her research on the spiral-shaped fossils was important... The bogs, they're... slowly moving, like they're alive, just creeping really slowly up these weird, smooth rock formations... the air's got this weird, heavy... electric charge...