The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, iridescent vines wrap around a massive, crystalline monolith, like, umm, pulsing with an otherworldly energy. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and damp earth, and it's pretty humid. Water seems to be flowing upwards from the monolith's base, somehow nourishing the twisted, non-Euclidean architecture surrounding it. Trees are growing with their roots in the air, their trunks and branches submerged in the earth, as the sky above is a deep indigo, pulsing in rhythm with the formations.