The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The sky's a deep indigo, with a few stars shining like diamonds scattered across it... Umm, delicate lotus flowers are somehow blooming in mid-air, their petals unfolding and releasing a sweet, heady scent that's intoxicating. In the center of this surreal scene, an ancient, ruined ziggurat rises, its steps covered in what appears to be a fine, iridescent dust that shimmers and reflects the faint starlight. Like, the air is perfectly still, heavy with the scent of blooming flowers and the faint tang of ozone from an invisible electrical charge.