The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rugged, rocky outcroppings pierce the air like they've been pushed up from the earth, umm, their rough surfaces covered in this iridescent, almost-glassy material that's reflecting the pale light of dawn... The air's crisp and cool, with this slight tang of smoke and the distant scent of saltwater, and the stillness is only broken by the faint, steady hum of the earth itself, which seems to be vibrating in time with the pulse of this massive, crystalline entity buried beneath the surface. It's slowly rotating, even though it's embedded in solid rock. The sky's a pale blue above.