The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, delicate, almost translucent threads crisscross a sprawling, crystalline cave system like a giant's spider web, while the sound of slow dripping echoes through the stillness. Air's heavy with the scent of damp earth and... something metallic. The walls of the cave are steadily unfolding, revealing new passageways and formations as if they're being molded by an invisible force, while the position of the stars visible through the cave entrance seems to be reflecting an ancient astronomical map described in the lost texts of Hermes Trismegistus. The atmosphere's surprisingly calm, despite this constant, slow transformation.