The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering stalactites and stalagmites rise from the ground like a frozen cathedral, umm, somehow filled with iridescent, pulsing jellyfish drifting lazily through the air. The air's heavy with the smell of damp stone and seaweed, and a low hum seems to be emanating from the center of the cavern. The jellyfish are reflecting a repeating pattern of the Flower of Life in shimmering, ethereal hues on the rough stone walls. A low, warm light seems to be seeping from the crystalline structure itself, casting no shadows, just... bathing everything in an eerie, still radiance.