The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's spraying up from a massive, crystal-clear geode that somehow perfectly fills a huge volcanic caldera... The air's cool, crisp, and still, and I can smell the earthy mineral scent of the geode. Sunlight filters in from above, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the geode's facets as hundreds of rainbow-colored, iridescent birds perch on the crystal formations, quietly watching a few large, ordinary-looking filing cabinets steadily rising up from the geode's center like they're growing out of it. Uh, the sunlight's at a pretty low angle, so I'd say it's late afternoon.