The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the air's thick with this sticky, sweet smell, like honey's dripping everywhere... I'm surrounded by massive crystal formations, jutting out of the ground in every direction, casting weird, fragmented shadows on the walls of what looks like a vast underground cavern. The sound of dripping water is echoing off the crystals, and these... iridescent, crystalline plants are somehow blooming on the surface of the crystals, their leaves pulsating in time with the gentle vibrations humming through the air, which seems to be alive with a faint electric charge. It's warm in here, like a mid-afternoon sun is somehow shining through the crystals.