The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive crystal shards are suspended from a delicate network of black, wispy fungal hyphae, like, they're reflecting a gentle, pulsing light from deeper in the cave system. The air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and mycelium, and it's humid as hell in here. A weird, translucent lake of what looks like liquid glycerin is flowing up the walls of the cave, forming an impossible, gravity-defying waterfall that's somehow silent despite its massive size. The stillness is oppressive, and I can feel the air pressure building.