The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glittering, crystalline outcroppings of halite erupt from the scorched, black earth, like shards of divine wrath, under the faint, emerald glow of a setting sun. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of sulfur and ozone, the stillness punctuated by the low, pulsing hum of the crystalline formations, which seem to be channeling the ambient electrical charge into the ground. A delicate, silver filigree wraps around the outcroppings, reflecting the faint, otherworldly glow of a lunar eclipse, impossible as it's occurring during the daylight hours. The earth seems to be absorbing the light around it.