The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's... shining through... a stained glass latticework... embedded in a cave ceiling... weak gasp. Air's got a weird, pungent smell, like incense and something else... Elara... my sister... I was searching for... medical supplies... gotta help her... don't know how much longer I can... The cave's filled with bioluminescent flowers, and they're reflecting the light of a... smaller, dimmer sun that's just... sitting on the ground, like a lantern... The air's charged with an electric buzzing, and I can see a swarm of iridescent wasps hovering around the sun...