The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's filtering through ice crystals suspended mid-air in a sprawling crystal cave, casting prismatic colors all over... like, a cluster of potted cacti somehow rooted into the glittering crystal formations. The air's really cold and still, feels pressurized, with this... weird, faint scent of hot sugar and myrrh. I'm really struggling to breathe, can feel my vision blurring, but I see the arc of the Bifrost Bridge somehow traversing the cave's ceiling, supporting a frozen waterfall that's flowing upwards into the stone above.