The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, clusters of crystalline formations are sprouting from a massive, naturally occurring quartz reef, filling the air with the smell of damp stone and ozone-free static. Seagulls are perched on the reef, preening their feathers, as wisps of fog curl upwards and somehow form miniature wormholes that are pulling in wisps of fog from other areas. Like, outside, the sun is hovering just above the horizon, but somehow the light it's casting is forming a tangible lattice that's covering everything in a grid of soft, luminescent cubes. The air's crisp and charged.