The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness... really dense, feels like it's got weight... uh, pushing down on me. Air's really still, no movement, and it smells like... umm, nothing, just this complete absence of scent, which is kinda weird. A sun - or at least something that looks like a sun - is buried about halfway down a giant staircase that seems to go on forever in every direction, just... existing there, not really shining or anything... Echo, gotta... keep... coughs weakly.