The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, seashells and what looks like bits of driftwood are suspended in a crystalline lattice, hovering inside the hollow of this... massive, hollowed-out geode. The air inside is dry, with a scent of seaweed and an electric charge that's making my skin prickle. Outside, the sky is this pale orange, with the setting sun casting a diffuse glow through the crystal wall, and like... I can see the silhouettes of seagulls flying by outside, even though we're clearly underground. Water's somehow pooling at the geode's center, despite no visible source.