The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, grey fog swirls around crystalline, lattice-like structures that pierce the air like shattered glass. Umm, the air's cool, with a sweet, acrid scent... like ozone mixed with something else. Rain seems to be falling upwards, collecting in a crystal-encrusted ceiling that's refracting light in a kaleidoscope of colors, while the sound of chanting - like, a Tibetan Buddhist mantra or something - is echoing through the space, low and steady. Water's pooling on what looks like the underside of a lake's surface, which is somehow suspended a few feet above the ground.