The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness is kinda broken up by soft, blue-green lights... Uh, rough, black rock stretches up and out, covered in thick, frozen moss, it's really still and quiet, no air movement at all. This air's thick and damp, smells kinda... metallic, and umm, the rock seems to be, like, folding in on itself, seamlessly merging with the frozen moss to form these weird, looping tunnels. A chunk of the rock just suddenly shifts and reforms, like it's made of liquid or something...