The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, iridescent flowers are blooming on what looks like a sheer, crystal surface that's reflecting an intense, pulsing light, but somehow it's not blinding me. The air's super thin and smells like honey and smoke, with an electric charge that's making my skin feel weird. A bunch of bioluminescent wasps are darting between the flowers, creating tiny, swirling whirlpools in the air that seem to be pulling tiny shards of crystal into miniature wormholes. The sky above is a deep, rich purple, and the sun's just... gone, like it's been replaced by a swirling void.