The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive crystalline formations jut out of a desert sand dune like shards of splintered glass, and uh, the air's thick with the smell of burnt minerals. A low-frequency hum's emanating from the formations, kinda syncing with my heartbeat, as the stillness of the air seems to be amplifying every sound. The sun's high overhead, casting a pale blue glow on the sand, which appears to be... rewinding itself, with tiny grains reassembling into tiny whirlwinds that collapse and re-form a few seconds later, leaving tiny, intricate patterns behind.