Another few kilometers of walking - and Sinclair saw a flat-topped mountain at the horizon. He did not even need the trace of goo the kidnappers had left behind - he could feel it with his guts that Mara was there. He rushed on and in a short while he entered what looked like a natural grotto. The entrance was but a slit in the face of the rock, but once inside he realized that everything was organic. The walls, the floor, the ceiling - all was covered in mushy, pulsating, sometimes - glowing mass of vegetation.

He exited the confines of the corridor and entered a large hall with similarly-looking organic decorations of the walls and the floor. But this room had multiple light openings and semi-transparent containers with human bodies stored inside. Among them there was a strange greenish creature with tentacles.