The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Lotus flowers are growing upside down from the crystal-encrusted ceiling of this underground cavern, their petals reflecting shards of light from the sunlit crystals embedded in the stone above. The air's got a thick, honey-like scent and an electric charge that's making the hairs on my arms stand on end, and I can feel water droplets condensing on my skin as the air pressure shifts. Umm, iridescent insects are weaving in and out of the crystalline lattice that's somehow grown into the stone floor, building... what looks like a miniature replica of the Kabbalistic Tree of Life.