The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystalline glacier is calving into a sea of iridescent, swirling oil that seems to be absorbing the sound of cracking ice. Uh, it's pretty still in here, with an air pressure that feels... heavy. The glacier's underside is covered in etched symbols from the Kabbalistic Tree of Life, which seem to be influencing the oil's currents. Like, a flock of ghostly quetzals is nesting in the glacier's depths, surrounded by tendrils of glittering, crystalline dust that are somehow seeping into the oil.