The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the air's thick with an electric charge, and it's super humid in this abandoned apiary on the slope of a massive, crystalline mountain. Bees made of iridescent mist are buzzing around the honeycombs, which are somehow casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the crystal formations, and the scent of rose petals is heavy. In the center of the apiary, a massive Omphalos stone is covered in glittering, rainbow-colored honey that's dripping down into a pool of liquid silver, which is somehow holding the shape of the Cretan Labyrinth without a single ripple or flaw. The sun beats down from directly overhead.