The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering obsidian monoliths covered in arcane symbols jut out of the surface of what looks like a sea of molten obsidian glass, their facets reflecting this pulsing, blue-purple light that's everywhere. Umm, the air's got this heavy, dense quality to it, like it's got a physical weight, and it smells like... burnt sulfur and ozone aren't even close, but that's the best I've got. A massive, crystalline lotus flower is just hanging suspended above the monoliths, and the Sun - or what passes for it - is somehow shining directly upward from the center of the Earth.