The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, iridescent ice shards are slowly bursting from the ground in a perfectly circular pattern, somehow encasing the entire scene in a transparent, glittering dome that seems to be reflecting the light from a nearby supernova. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of wet earth and... diesel fuel, and it's pretty still, like there's no wind at all. I'm seeing tiny, bioluminescent mushrooms growing in neat little rows along the cracks in the ice shards, their soft glow illuminating the frost-covered, crystal-encrusted carapace of a massive, fossilized turtle that's... somehow still moving its flippers, really slowly.