The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline formations jut from the ground, like, in every direction, reflecting the pale light of a setting sun. Umm, air's dry and still, and there's this weird electric charge that's making the crystals hum softly, in harmony with the hum from the Nāga's forest. A glowing, iridescent pool of what looks like pure mercury has somehow formed a perfectly circular shape, despite being on a slight incline, and its surface is reflecting a distorted image of the crystals - and what looks like a massive, impossible Klein bottle hovering in the sky above.