The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A collection of massive, crystal-like formations jut out of the ground in a vast, barren plain, like, some of them are covered in intricate, swirling patterns that seem to shift as I look at them. The air is dry and still, with a faint hum of energy coming from the crystals, and I can smell the acrid tang of something burning in the distance. A piece of the sky above appears to be missing, with a void of pure darkness that seems to suck in the light around it, umm, the sun is hanging just below it, casting an eerie glow on the crystals.