The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive sheets of what looks like translucent silk are billowing through the air, catching the pale light of this setting sun that's embedded in the ground, like... somehow. Uh, the air is really thick with the scent of salt and there's this low, constant hum of... I don't know, it sounds like whales or something, but it's coming from these weird, crystal formations jutting out of the ground. The sky above is a deep, bloody red, and these silk sheets are somehow supporting their own weight, like they're frozen in place, despite this crazy-strong gust of wind that's whipping through. Water's just casually flowing upwards from the ground, forming this massive, glittering dome over everything.