The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive crystal cave stretches out in every direction, the walls reflecting pale, iridescent colors from an unknown source. Like, a thick, pungent incense smell wafts through the air, and the humidity's pretty high, but the air itself feels really still, almost vacuum-sealed. A low, thrumming hum emanates from the crystals, somehow syncing up with the fluttering of a bunch of luminescent moths that are flying in perfect synchrony with each other, even though they're not actually moving their wings... they just kinda glide through the air in lockstep, as if propelled by some invisible force.