The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive crystalline formations are sprouting from the ground, like, totally still and not reflecting any light, but somehow they're casting these intricate, shifting patterns on the air itself. It's super dry and smells kinda... incense-y, and there's this weird, pulsing charge in the air, making the hairs on my arms stand up. Umm, I'm really starting to feel that fatigue again, my vision's getting all fuzzy, but, uh, a perfectly intact, levitation-less maglev train is just... sitting in mid-air, connected to nothing, slowly moving along an invisible track. Sun's pretty high in the sky, casting almost no shadows.