The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rays of sunlight are filtering through a latticework of crystal formations in this massive, naturally occurring geode, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the rough, stone walls. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of damp earth and I can hear this low, resonant hum, like... a giant, crystal tuning fork or something. The crystals themselves appear to be growing and shifting, reorganizing into different patterns and structures as I watch, and directly above, a chunk of the sky seems to be lodged in the geode's ceiling, complete with a few wispy clouds drifting lazily across it.