The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystal-filled geode, like, fills my view, with water flowing upwards from the crystals into a small, tranquil pool. The air is stale and smells kinda musty, umm, with a low humidity level. Trees are growing out of the geode's crystals, their trunks and branches simultaneously made of solid crystal and living wood, yeah... The sun shines down from a cloudy sky, casting a dim glow over the scene.