The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rime ice-encrusted stalactites hang like brittle swords from the damp, grey ceiling of a massive, naturally formed ice cave. The air's heavy with ozone and the faint smell of wet fur, and umm, a chill, foggy mist clings to the dark, glacial stone... illuminated only by an eerie, pulsing ELON GIF looping across the frost-covered walls. The sound of rushing water echoes through the cavern as it defies gravity, flowing upward from the icy floor, collecting into an impossible, glowing mass of frozen water suspended in mid-air. Snowflakes fall upwards from the ground.