The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, dark indigo water rises to about half the height of the chamber, and... above that, it's just a swirling vortex of silver and purple gas that seems to be pulling everything towards the center. I'm getting pretty dizzy from the smell, like, of burnt lavender or something. There's a... crescent moon literally lodged inside a crystalline lattice above me, casting a pulsing, iridescent glow across the walls, but somehow the whole space feels pretty still, no ripples in the water, like it's... trapped in a moment.