The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, twisting vortex columns rise out of a massive, ancient impact crater like titans holding up a stormy sky, umm... heavy with the smell of wet earth and ozone. The air's electrically charged, and I can hear the sound of crackling energy, the distant rumble of thunder echoing through the space, the air pressure's really high here. Thin, misty tendrils of some kind of fog seem to be physically anchored to the crater's edge, somehow holding back a massive wall of clouds from flooding in, despite the howling wind outside... it's eerily still inside.