The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline pillars erupt from a vast, dry lakebed, their facets reflecting the intense, pulsing light of what appears to be a blazing section of the Astral Plane somehow lodged in the sky above. The air is superheated and smells like burned wire, with an electric charge that makes my skin prickle, while the stillness is broken by the low hum of the pillars, which seem to be somehow modulating the light from above. Umm, the surrounding rock is covered in iridescent, pulsing growths that seem to be drawing energy from the pillars... and the sun is literally below the horizon, hanging in mid-air.