The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, iridescent salt crystals are growing out of a dense thicket of what looks like fiber-optic cabling, sending wisps of fog curling upwards towards a pale blue aurora borealis-style light show dancing across the crystal formations. The air's crisp and heavy with an electric charge that's making the seagulls' feathers stand on end as they perch on the crystal outcroppings. Umm, the air smells like saltwater and something slightly sweet, and it's humid enough that the fog's sticking to everything like glue. The sky above appears to be somehow merged with the crystal formations, like it's all one continuous piece of glittering crystal.