The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive crystalline formations are jutting out of the ground like shards, surrounded by a sea of thick, motionless fog that somehow doesn't obscure my view of the landscape beyond it. A bunch of iridescent, serpent-like creatures is weaving through the fog, their movements somehow etching intricate patterns into the surface of the fog as if it were a solid canvas. The air's still, and the sky above is a pale, electric blue, with an odd, static charge hanging over everything – it's making my teeth feel funny. The fog's smell is kinda earthy and damp, not unpleasant.