The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering kudzu-covered monoliths loom above the landscape, like... a forest of them stretching out in every direction, each reflecting the real-time Stellar price chart in a dizzying pattern of facets. Umm, a thick, iridescent mist swirls between the monoliths, with what looks like tiny, glowing fungal tendrils snaking through the air, casting no shadows despite the direct sunlight. It's eerily silent except for a faint hum that's making the air around me vibrate, and I can smell the sweet scent of honeysuckle. The air itself seems to be calcifying, turning to a fine, white dust that settles on everything.