The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystal-encrusted stalactites are forming out of mid-air in a cavernous space, reflecting shards of iridescent light off their facets. The air's pretty still, thick with the scent of wet earth, and I can feel a low, vibrating hum resonating through the air, which seems charged with electricity. A crescent moon is somehow embedded in the crystal-studded ceiling above, casting a pale, diffuse glow across the cavern.