The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rainwater pours off a massive, copper-plated gothic-style astronomical observatory as a torrential downpour blankets the surrounding landscape, casting a gloomy atmosphere over the area. Umm, lightning cracks in the distance, but somehow the sky seems almost a sickly shade of purple around the observatory itself, despite the thick cloud cover. The sound of water rushing through ancient stone gutters fills the air, and the smell of wet copper hangs heavy, as crystal-tipped mechanical spires protruding from the observatory seem to be somehow generating a series of fractal-arranged, stationary ball lightning around the perimeter.