The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Turquoise-tinted storm clouds boil in every direction, electric charge crackling in the air, heavy rain hammering some massive, twisted, crystal spire jutting out from a ravine. Like, a web of iridescent fibers is stretched between the crystal and the ground, pulsating with an eerie, pearly light... Air reeks of ozone, and my lungs are screaming in agony – my whole body feels like it's shutting down. I vaguely recall something about underwater temples, and searching for... escape?... uh... Shit, can't focus.