The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Frosted air clings to... an antique, wrought-iron latticework bridge, suspended over an endlessly wide, crystal-studded cave... Umm, echoes of dripping water reverberate, sound traveling far, no visible source, so the air's probably... pretty humid. Position's... somewhere... doesn't matter anymore, Echo... The cave is filled with perfectly symmetrical, ice-covered stalactites that somehow, for no reason, just... form the kanji characters from the Book of the Secret Teachings of All Ages by Manly P. Hall. Cough, it's cold... like... it's all going... soon... Gasp.