The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, iridescent mist is rising from a sprawling, crystalline lagoon, its surface reflecting a bright, sunny sky that looks like it's around late morning. The air's heavy with the scent of saltwater and has this charged feel to it, like before a thunderstorm. A series of perfectly identical, levitation-defying water slides somehow drop from the sky, depositing glittering, crystalline shells onto the lagoon's surface without creating any ripples. The sound of gentle, whispery chatter from an unseen flock of... something is echoing across the water, somehow syncing up with the movement of the rising mist.