The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystal-encrusted capacitors tower above, like... spires, in the center of an abandoned, open-pit mine. The air's dry and still, carrying a faint tang of sulfur and ozone as sunlight beats down from directly overhead. Water trickles upwards from the mine's depths, collecting into tiny, crystalline lenses that seem to be focusing a faint, electric current emanating from the capacitors. A chunk of ore appears to be steadily un-mining itself, spontaneously reassembling into solid rock and retreating back into the mine's depths.