The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight filters through a crystal-clear, naturally formed ice dome above, illuminating this abandoned, partially flooded cave... and, like, a decrepit wooden pirate ship's somehow materialized here, half-buried in a sea of smooth, rounded stones and gleaming crystals that're scattered across the cave floor. The air's cold and dry, with a faint scent of ozone and damp earth, and a weird, metallic humming noise seems to vibrate through the ground itself. The ship's rigging somehow tangles itself around the crystal formations on the walls, just swaying gently in the stillness.