The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, crystalline stalactites are slowly growing downward from the damp cave ceiling, their facets reflecting the pale, flicker-free light of what looks like a miniature, stable wormhole hovering near the far wall. The air's cool and damp, with a faint smell of salt, and it's pretty still except for a gentle, pulsing breeze coming from the wormhole. A few dozen iridescent, butterfly-like creatures are fluttering around a cluster of weird, DOGE-shaped fungal growths near the cave floor, which seem to be emitting a gentle hum. Uh, the fungal growths appear to be steadily consuming the cave's rocky substrate.