The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A frozen waterfall is cascading upwards, back into the mouth of a cave, like... it's being sucked back in or something. Umm, the air's super crisp, and there's a hint of burning plastic in the scent, which is weird considering the entire landscape is covered in a thick layer of frost. Shattered crystal formations are jutting out of the ground, refracting the pale blue light of the sky, and it's so still that I can hear the gentle hum of a Tesla coil buried somewhere in the distance. A levitating chunk of obsidian is suspended in mid-air, right above the cave entrance.