The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, turquoise stalactites dangle from the ceiling of a cave, illuminated by an unseen light source that casts no shadows. Uh, the air is heavy with the scent of honey, and a steady hum - similar to the harmonic series in the Kybalion - seems to be emanating from the stalactites themselves, causing my skin to vibrate with its resonance. A perpetual trickle of water flows upwards, collecting in a series of natural stone basins that appear to be covered in a layer of frost, despite the dry, desert-like air. Water's being pulled upwards, against gravity.