The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A heavy, silver-gray mist hangs low, and it's super humid... like, can't-see-more-than-ten-feet humid. Some kinda ancient, rusted pipeline, covered in old runes from the Lesser Key of Solomon, is just kinda embedded in the air above me, water gushing out of it and down into the mist. Uh, the air's kinda charged with electricity, I can feel it, and there's this... really weird sound, like, the Schumann Resonance or something. A massive, prehistoric trilobite is slowly swimming through the air, its shell covered in a lattice of bioluminescent fibers, and it's leaving behind a trail of... pure silence.