The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystal-studded stalactites are hanging from a cave ceiling, refracting hues of rose and turquoise as sunlight filters through the cave entrance. Umm, a bunch of iridescent, jelly-like tendrils are sprouting from the cave walls, kind of slowly pulsing in sync with this low, vibrating hum that's making the air feel thick and heavy. The air's crisp, with this weird, sweet scent like honey and gasoline mixed together, and... a massive, solid crystal is just embedded in the cave floor, reflecting a distorted image of the cave that's somehow a few seconds ahead of real time.