The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive, slow-moving storm system is brewing inside this hollow, kilometer-wide geode. The air's pretty stale, and there's this faint smell of ozone and something sweet. Like, the storm itself seems to be drawing water from nowhere, creating miniature whirlpools on the geode's crystal surface as it cycles through the same 10-second weather pattern over and over, with bolts of lightning freezing mid-air before disappearing and reappearing elsewhere. A giant squid made entirely of iridescent mist is drifting lazily near the storm's center.