The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering, ancient baobab trees are somehow rooted upside-down in the sky, their trunks merging with the clouds as if they're being pulled down by an invisible force, while their massive roots dig deep into the sandy dunes below. Umm... the air's thick with the scent of ozone and has this charged, electric feeling to it, like right before a storm, but the sky's a brilliant blue with no clouds in sight. Water's slowly dripping upwards from the ground, forming tiny, crystal-like pools on the underside of the baobabs' roots as they're slowly rotating in sync with the shifting constellations above.