The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Cathedral-like ice caves somehow enclose an array of impossible polyhedra – their geometric sides unfolding and folding in on themselves in smooth, unbroken motion, like... without a sound. The air's crisp, dry, and heavy with the scent of frankincense, while the pale, silvery light filtering through the crystal cave walls illuminates a precisely defined, glowing Flower of Life pattern etched into the center of the largest polyhedron. Uh, water trickles down from above, somehow mirroring the movements of the etching, as if they're... connected, while outside, a triple lunar eclipse seems to be in progress, casting an otherworldly glow over everything.