The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, grey fog... it's all around, really damp air, like... cold mist. Echo, keep going, gotta... find water... need to drink, can't think straight... There's this huge, solid stone table, just sitting in the middle of... nowhere, and it's covered in... umm, like, perfectly arranged dishes, full of food, but it's all... fossilized, like it's been there for... thousands of years or something. The sky above is... really bright, I think it's midday, but it's not warm, and I swear, the sun's not moving, it's just... stuck.