The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline stalactites hang from the ceiling of an enormous cave system, refracting a kaleidoscope of colors across the rough, dark stone walls. Like, the air's super still, with a heavy scent of frankincense, and the sound of dripping water is somehow forming a slow, rhythmic chant that seems to match my heartbeat. A huge, ornate astrolabe is etched into the cave floor, and it's... somehow projecting a perfectly accurate star map onto the cave ceiling, with tiny points of light that seem to be actual stars shining through from above. The air has a slight electric charge to it.