The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tightly coiled tendrils of what looks like some kind of crystallized plant life are covering this massive, partially disassembled astronomical clock. Air's got this weirdly sharp quality to it, like... the ozone's been stripped out or something. Outside, through the gaps in the clock's casing, the sky's a deep, bloody red and the sun's not visible, but there's this eerie, diffuse light still illuminating everything. Water's somehow being pulled up through the clock's mechanisms, forming these tiny, glittering beads that just cling to the gears.