The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ripples of iridescent light dance across a still, crystal-clear pool of water at the heart of a colossal, naturally-occurring geode, like the shimmering of a butterfly's wings. Umm, air heavy with the scent of old minerals and the faint tang of ozone clings to my skin, as a soft, diffused light filtering through the geode's crystalline structure casts no shadows anywhere within its massive, hollow interior. Water trickles in through some unknown source, and a twisted, crystalline structure jutting out from the geode's center seems to be reflecting a perfect image of the surrounding crystals... but with all its colors inverted.