The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness, umm... no stars, but this weird, flat moon is taking up most of the sky... like, filling it with its pale light. The air's all still, cold, really dry, but there's this electric charge, feels like pins and needles on my skin... Echo, gotta keep... cough... The trees around me, or at least I think they're trees, are kinda shrouded in shadows, their branches aren't really moving, but I can hear them... like, screaming silently, in a really, really low tone. A river, or something, is running through here, but it's flowing straight up into the air.