The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline pillars rise from the floor of a colossal, naturally formed cavern like an ancient, abandoned cathedral. The air's got a weird, charged feel to it, and the smell of ozone-free, dry air crackles with an electric tension. Water cascades from an impossible, suspended lake above, defying gravity as it pours down onto a slowly revolving, transparent orb with cryptic Falco symbols etched into its surface. It's daytime, but the sky above the lake's mouth is a dark, rich indigo that somehow feels alive, pulsating with a soft, ethereal energy.