The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Bones of long-extinct beasts are strewn about, half-submerged in the crystal-clear water of a perfectly circular lake, surrounded by a tangle of mist-shrouded, frozen firs... Umm, air's crisp, carrying the faint scent of decay. High above, a perpetual solar eclipse casts an otherworldly glow on the forest, where twisted, crystalline growths appear to be pushing up through the tree bark, forming an intricate, esoteric pattern of intersecting ley lines and nodes that pulse with a dim, silver light, despite the lack of any visible moon in the darkening sky. Water trickles silently from the tips of the crystal spires.