The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarled salt crystallizations jut out from a dry lakebed, with dust devils spinning lazily across the barren surface. Umm, it's late morning, and the air's got this electric charge to it, making my hair feel funny. In the distance, I see what looks like a replica of the Roswell UFO incident's alleged 'alien autopsy' equipment somehow formed out of the natural rock, water trickling out of it like it's being used... as if by something that isn't here right now. The air smells like minerals and ozone, pretty sharp on my nostrils.