The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline stalactites are suspended from the ceiling of an enormous cave system, reflecting the pale blue light of a crescent moon that's somehow embedded in the rock above. Umm, the air's really still and there's this sweet, floral scent that's kinda at odds with the damp earthy smell of the cave. Water's slowly dripping from the stalactites, creating tiny ripples in a vast, mirror-like pool of liquid silver that's just... sitting on the cave floor, not reacting to the falling water at all. The air's charged with a faint, pulsating energy.