The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, twisted fungal growths are wrapping around the trunks of redwood trees in this forest, like, supporting them as they stretch towards the sky. Umm, the air's pretty thick with the scent of damp earth, and it's incredibly still in here - not a single leaf is moving, despite the sound of heavy rain pattering against the canopy above. Water's slowly dripping down the growths, seeping into the forest floor and forming intricate patterns that look like ancient Enochian symbols, somehow drawing tiny, iridescent moths to dance around the trees in a perfectly synchronized pattern.