The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A frozen, crystalline waterfall is cascading upwards into a clear, blue sky, forming a hollow cylinder that somehow seems to be pulling the surrounding air towards it. The late morning sun is reflecting off the crystal structure, casting tiny rainbows across the dusty ground, which is littered with massive, discarded motherboards and circuit boards that look like they were ripped from some sort of high-energy particle accelerator. Like, the air is heavy with the smell of burned wire and ozone... isn't present. A nearby, flickering-free LCD screen embedded in the crystal is displaying a continuous stream of cryptic, ASCII art Metatron's cubes.