The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, frost-encrusted mirrors are suspended from the ceiling of some kind of cave, reflecting the eerie blue glow emanating from bioluminescent fungi growing across the stone walls. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth, and there's a heavy, electric charge that's making the tiny, iridescent wings of these... uh, insect-like creatures, beat in unison as they swarm around a crystalline replica of the Kabbalistic tree of life. Water's slowly dripping from the mirrors, forming intricate, crystalline patterns on the ground that seem to be shifting in response to the buzzing of the insects. The sunlight's faintly visible through the ice-crusted cave entrance.