The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's dripping from the ceiling of this, I guess, giant fossilized turtle shell... thing, that's somehow embedded into a massive, crystal-studded cliffside. The air's really thick with the smell of damp stone, and I can hear the sound of rushing water echoing off the walls as tiny tremors make the ground hum, even though it's eerily still outside - the sky's a pale blue and the sun's at high noon. Umm, for some reason, there are a bunch of tiny, crystalline jellyfish swimming in mid-air around me, like they're just hovering there, no water needed.