The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystal shards protrude from the rough, limestone walls of a natural cave, surrounded by a network of bioluminescent fungi that's casting a pale, ethereal light on the damp ground. Uh, the air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and a hint of bergamot, like... someone poured essential oils into the water. Water drips steadily from the ceiling, maintaining a constant, eerie resonance that seems to be altering the crystal structure itself, warping the shards into impossible, Möbius-strip-like configurations. The cave's entrance is somehow simultaneously underwater and exposed to the open sky.