The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Soft, pale light everywhere... Umm, huge crystal cave, air's really still and cold... like early morning. Crystals just grow out of the walls, massive ones, they're... somehow absorbing the silence, like it's making them bigger or something. My head's spinning, feel like I'm drowning... somehow the crystals are singing this weird, gentle hum, and my breathing's syncing up with it, like my body's trying to harmonize or something...