The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a mangled, Ethereum-branded satellite dish somehow juts out of the center of a massive, crystal-encrusted geode, the air inside heavy with the smell of sulfur and damp earth. Like, the crystals seem to be pulsing with a faint, blue light, casting eerie shadows on the rough stone walls as water trickles upwards from the geode's floor, collecting into a pool around the satellite dish. The air is thick and still, with an almost palpable electric charge that makes my skin prickle. Outside, I can hear the distant rumble of thunder, despite the sky being a bright, cloudless blue.