The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glaciers made of what looks like liquid mercury are calving into a turquoise lake, sending massive, rippling waves crashing against the shore. Umm, the air's thick and heavy with some kind of metallic smell, and it's like... electrically charged or something, but the sky above's this piercing blue with no clouds in sight, just the faintest wisps of contrails way up high. Shattered, iridescent shards of crystal are sprouting from the lake's bed, reflecting the midday sun and illuminating ancient, submerged stone carvings of some esoteric, Lemurian symbols.