The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive crystal formations, uh, bursting out of a black sand beach... like, no sunlight at all, air's heavy with salt and some weird... chemical smell. The... pressure's extreme, it's hard to keep my ears from... imploding, but the surface of the water is... totally calm, just a perfect mirror reflection of the crystal things... and the beach is littered with... uh, intact, empty seashells made of... some kind of dark metal. Echo, damn it, stay awake... yawn.