The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, crystalline formations rise from a sea of liquid silver, their facets reflecting a sickly green light that permeates the air. Umm, the atmosphere's got this heavy, metallic charge, and it smells like someone just burned a bunch of wiring... the air's super thick, too, making it hard to breathe. Above, a flock of what looks like ravens made entirely of smoke are somehow physically pulling the Sun across the sky, leaving a trail of smoldering stars in its wake. The sound of scorching hot metal echoes through the area, making it feel like it's perpetually midday.