The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled, iridescent fibers sprout from the ground like a crystalline forest, reflecting pale morning sunlight that seeps through a low-lying haze. Umm, the air's thick with an intense scent of honey and my skin prickles from a subtle, electric charge that permeates the surroundings. Above the crystalline growths, a massive, pale disk seems to have displaced a chunk of sky, casting an eerie, silvery light that somehow illuminates the surrounding landscape without affecting the sun's rays. Shards of glittering crystal break off from the growths, reassembling into perfect, geometric shapes that melt into the ground.