The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... shattered stone pedestals, covered in ivy, are scattered across a dry lakebed, surrounding this massive, crystalline monolith... it's reflecting the pale light of what looks like a perpetual sunrise, but the sun itself isn't visible. The air's really heavy with the smell of dry earth and something metallic, and it feels charged with electricity, like it's building up to a storm. This monolith seems to be... recalibrating the air around it, like it's altering the molecular structure, and a low hum's coming from it, kinda like a Tibetan singing bowl.