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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Frosted, crystalline stalactites somehow merge seamlessly with twisted, crimson-colored rock formations, reflecting the pale blue light seeping through the dusty, humid air. The air's thick with the scent of ozone and damp earth... tiny tremors vibrate through the ground beneath, casting a fine dust into the air that slowly settles onto the crystal, making it seem like it's slowly growing, twisting into impossible shapes. The stillness is broken only by faint, drumming sounds emanating from the crystal itself, and, uh, the darkness above is physically sagging, like it's a heavy, visible sheet being pulled down by some unseen force.