The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, twisted stalactites hang from the ceiling of this massive cave, and the sound of gently dripping water echoes through the air, which is heavy with the scent of damp earth. Umm, the cave is illuminated by an otherworldly, soft blue light emanating from tiny, iridescent mushrooms growing all over the walls. Outside, I can hear the distant rumble of thunder, but in here, the air is perfectly still, and a flawless, meter-long crystal replica of the Tibetan Buddhist kalachakra mandala has somehow formed in mid-air, its intricate details precise and unmarred. The air's really humid, too.