The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dried, cracked earth stretches out to the horizon... Sun's high overhead, but the air's still really cold, like it's refusing to warm up... Echo, uh, gotta... cough... keep going... I see this, uh, thing... massive, crystal structure rising from the ground, but it's not reflecting anything, it's just absorbing all the light around it... and it's making this sound, like a, uh, low hum, but it's not really a sound, it's more like... a vibration in my bones... weak cough.