The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline formations burst out of the ground in every direction, refracting the intense midday sunlight into a kaleidoscope of colors that dance across the dusty, dry earth. The air's thick with the smell of wild sage and it's like, really still - the only sound is this gentle, soft buzzing noise emanating from within the crystals, and the distant rumble of a waterfall. Uh, for some reason, the shadows cast by the crystals seem to be pulling themselves up off the ground and reorganizing into these intricate, geometric patterns that match the shapes of the crystals. The sun beats down from directly overhead.