The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense fog clings to these giant... lily pads or something, in this endless swamp... Water's really calm, almost glassy. Uh, the air's thick with moisture and it smells like decay, but it's also kinda... sweet, like sugar or something... Echo... weak cough... gotta keep...
Sun's really low in the sky, almost below the horizon... Must be almost night, but the fog's illuminated by this... umm, pulsating, neon-lit, like a McDonald's sign or something, coming from below the water's surface... I think there's some kinda... machinery down there too...