The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline formations burst from the frozen tundra, shards of ice reflecting the faint, pulsating light of an unmoving, crimson-hued sun that seems embedded into the ground itself. Uh, the air is heavy with an electric charge, and it reeks of decay, while massive, ancient, and petrified tree trunks writhe across the surface like frozen, grasping fingers. In the distance, a massive, impossible, geometrical structure - a heptahedron - appears to be growing from the ground, as if naturally formed. The air is thick with an otherworldly energy that feels like a storm about to erupt.