The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... it's snowing inside this massive, hollowed-out geode... thing... crystals are refracting the pale, orange light, casting weird shadows everywhere... and there's this drone just... sitting on the crystal floor, quietly broadcasting a low-pitched hum, saying "crypto voice whisper" over and over, somehow keeping the air still and heavy, and there's no sound of snowfall... yawns weakly...