The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thick layer of frost covers the surface of a massive, crystalline cave system, like, it's so cold in here my breath would be visible if there was any air movement. Uh, the air is almost perfectly still, with this weird feeling of slight compression, as if we're a thousand feet underwater. Sunlight somehow filters through the crystal formations above, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the glittering, frost-covered crystals below, despite it being clearly night outside, the constellations of the southern hemisphere shining through the transparent cave ceiling. The air smells of minerals and something else... almost, pungently sweet.