The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water cascades down a massive, iridescent waterfall that seems to be made of liquid silver, surrounded by these... huge, twisted crystals that reflect hues of purple and green in the early morning light. The air's cool and damp, with a smell of wet stone and a faint electric charge that's making my skin prickle. A school of what looks like bioluminescent, rainbow-colored eels swim through the air around me, their ethereal trails illuminating the mist that rises from the falls. The waterfall seems to be flowing upwards, too, forming this impossible, swirling vortex above its peak.