The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic crystal formations are jutting out of the ground like shards of glass, some of them shattered, others reflecting the pale sunlight filtering through the thick, grey storm clouds above. The air's charged with electricity, making my hair stand on end, and it's heavy with the scent of wet ozone... I mean, no, it's more like wet earth. Tons of iridescent dragonflies are swarming around these crystals, somehow not getting electrocuted, and water's flowing upwards from the ground, pooling into perfect, mirrored spheres that just hover in mid-air.