The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, dilapidated mosque is somehow stuck to the underside of a gargantuan, crystalline iceberg, its minaret piercing through the ice like a shard of stone. The air is super cold and still, and it smells like old parchment, with the sound of dripping water echoing off the ice. Umm, the mosque's interior is somehow filled with a swarm of iridescent, winged creatures that seem to be made of pure light, and they're just... flying around, like they're trapped in there or something. The sun's light is barely visible through the ice, casting an eerie, blue-green glow over everything.