The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive crystal formations tower above, reflecting this warm, golden light from... somewhere. The air's dry and still, smelling like incense and myrrh, and there's this low, pulsating hum, almost inaudible. Like, the crystals seem to be slowly absorbing tiny, wispy tendrils of some sort of smoke or fog that's seeping from the ground. This all seems to be taking place within some kind of vast, underground cavern, with an impossible, blazing star hovering near the center of the ceiling, its light neither warming nor illuminating anything it touches.