The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, wisps of glittering smoke are coiling around a latticework of coral-like structures that're... somehow generating this constant, low hum that's syncing up with the rhythmic motion of iridescent, winged creatures swooping between them. The air's charged with static electricity and has a heavy, wet earth scent, kinda... matching the murky greenish light filtering through a domed, crystalline ceiling above, which appears to be, like, under water. Water's pooling on the ceiling, with tendrils of it trickling downwards, defying gravity. Outside, I see the faint, geometric shape of a cityscape, rippling like a heat haze.