The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A delicate, crystal-like lattice wraps around the curved interior of what appears to be a hollow, partially excavated geode. Like, the air inside is surprisingly humid and it smells kinda... fresh, despite the dust coating everything. Soft, ambient light seeps in through a narrow crack in the geode's side, casting a diffuse glow over ancient symbols etched into the crystal lattice, kinda similar to the cryptic language in Kenneth Grant's Typhonian Trilogies. The geode's center contains a slow-moving, miniature tornado made of perfectly still, clear water.