The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... water's seeping into a... hollow, geode-like cave, sunlight barely reaching through a narrow opening above... air's damp, pressure's building, like my ears need to pop. Was searching for... shelter, medical stuff, my sister Elara's all that matters... weak gasp. There's a chunk of the Kursk submarine lodged in the crystals, and the cave is just... shifting, like the rocks are rearranging themselves... fades to a whisper.