The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tall, thin blades of iridescent grass are swaying in a breeze that's somehow completely silent. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth and, uh, ozone-free laundry detergent. It's late afternoon, and sunlight's filtering down through this massive, hollow crystal formation above, casting these super-detailed, pixel art-style images on the ground below – looks like a bunch of Discord server invites or something. The crystal's reflecting an impossible sky – it's just an endless loop of the Windows XP default wallpaper, perfectly seamless, stretching off into infinity.