The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a sprawling network of crystal formations, like a spider web made out of rock, is suspended above me. The air's pretty still and has this dry, slightly metallic smell. Sunlight's filtering in from above, illuminating the crystals, but they're... somehow reflecting an image that's clearly not from around here - it looks like the surface of Jupiter, complete with massive storm clouds and all that. The sound of distant, low-pitched humming, like a never-ending earthquake, vibrates through the air, making my skin itch even more.