The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain's pouring straight down on this sprawling, naturally occurring crystal cave - the crystalline structures are refracting the light, casting rainbow patterns all over the walls. The air's really charged in here, like, my hair's standing on end. A tiny, perfectly formed Gothic cathedral made entirely of some kind of glittering silver mineral is just... growing out of the cave floor, surrounded by a halo of total stillness - not a single raindrop's landing on it. The smell of damp earth and stone's filling the air, and there's this low, gentle humming noise echoing off the crystals.