The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... wispy tendrils of cirrus cloud are folding in on themselves like they're being manipulated by invisible fingers, revealing a massive, crystalline pyramid structure at the edge of a seemingly endless expanse of turquoise water. The air is heavy with the scent of bergamot and there's an electric charge to the atmosphere, making the hairs on my arms stand on end. Water is somehow flowing upwards from the surface, pooling in mid-air as if held by an invisible force field, and I see delicate, lace-like patterns etched into the pyramid's facets that seem to be reflecting the distorted shapes of meme faces - Success Kid, Pepe, and Doge.