The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline formations pierce the ground like shards of glass in every direction, reflecting pale morning sunlight filtering in through the dense, mist-free air. Uh, the smell of damp stone and... like, something almost metallic is really strong here, and I can hear this low-pitched humming noise, kind of similar to a Tibetan singing bowl, vibrating through the ground beneath my feet. The crystalline formations seem to be altering their shape in synchronization with my own movements, as if trying to align themselves with my presence. Air's really still, except when I move.