The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Faint sunlight filters through layers of murky ice in a vast, naturally occurring crystal cave, the air inside stale and heavy with the scent of aged minerals. Umm, iridescent filaments of what looks like frozen lightning are suspended in the ice, pulsing softly in a repeating pattern. A seemingly bottomless, perfectly circular hole in the center of the cave's floor is steadily pulling in shredded ice and rock debris from the surrounding environment without making a sound, as if the very fabric of space itself is being incrementally unraveled.