The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the sky's a swirling mix of purple and blue, like a bruise, with these... threads of silver light snaking through it. I'm looking out over a vast, crystal-encrusted salt flat, the ground reflecting the weird sky colors in a dizzying pattern. The air's thick with an electric charge, making my skin prickle, as a massive, crystalline entity rises from the salt, its facets pulsating with an otherworldly energy - the entire crystal lattice appears to be the physical manifestation of the Metatron's Cube. It's eerily quiet, except for this low, vibrating hum that's almost inaudible.