The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, puffy clouds made of what looks like pastel-colored cotton candy are covering the sky above this endless, glittering expanse of turquoise water. Uh, the sun's high, and its light's casting these faint, iridescent patterns across the water's surface, kinda like an oil slick. Water's somehow being drawn up into mid-air and forming these perfect, intricately carved ice sculptures that just hover there, not melting or anything, even though the air's warm and humid. The scent of fresh vanilla wafts from these sculptures, which are covered in weird symbols from the Voynich manuscript.