The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, crystalline entity fills the sky, its facets reflecting a shifting kaleidoscope of colors like... uh, oil on water. The air is heavy and thick, charged with an electric tension that's making my skin prickle, and there's this sweet scent of frankincense wafting from the nearby copse of twisted, thorny trees. Beneath the entity, a procession of wild, iridescent creatures - like massive, winged cats with eyes that burn like miniature suns - moves silently across the rust-red desert sands, leaving behind a trail of tiny, crystalline formations that seem to be growing into tiny, exact replicas of the entity above.