The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, granite monoliths jut out from a churning, turbulent sea, their weathered surfaces etched with cryptic symbols of the Elder Gods. Uh, a heavy, electric charge permeates the mist-shrouded air, and the stench of ozone and seaweed clings to every surface. Above, a swirling vortex of indigo clouds seems to be draining the light from the sky, leaving only an eerie, silver glow. A massive, crystalline iceberg appears to be steadily rising from the depths of the ocean, its frozen surface cracked open to reveal a pulsing, iridescent cavity.