The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, ornate fountains, just sitting in a vast, barren landscape... uh, they're all spouting this heavy, tar-like substance... it's pooling on the ground and just reflecting the pale, grey sky above... I think the sun's low, it's really cold, can barely breathe...
My head's spinning... coughs weakly, I was trying to find those spiral fossils for Elara, they were really important... but I don't think I can keep going... the air's just too thick, too heavy... like, my body just feels like it's going to shut down... whispers... and the earth just stopped spinning... silence.