The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's slowly trickling through a series of worn stone gutters, into this vast underground cistern... The air's got this still, almost dusty feel, like it's not being disturbed at all, and it smells of, uh, wet earth, I guess. The walls are reflecting this miniature, inverted pattern of Jupiter's Great Red Spot, just moving really slowly, like a video on low speed or something. A massive piece of what looks like a fossilized tree, but made entirely of some glittering black mineral, just juts out of the water's surface, completely frozen in time.