The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystalline outcroppings of salt are covering everything in this massive, abandoned salt mine. The air's thick and heavy, and it's like, totally still, with a faint scent of, I don't know, like brine or something. A giant crystal formation in the center of the room is reflecting the colors of the setting sun outside, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the walls, even though we're like, hundreds of feet underground. Water's trickling from the crystals, and it's forming tiny pools that seem to be... rising up the walls and defying gravity, just sticking to the surface.