The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's flowing upwards from the center of a massive, glass-like dome, creating this... impossible fountain that's splashing everywhere, but somehow not a single drop hits the polished silver surface surrounding it. The air's got a sweet, citrusy smell, like lemons or something, and it's really crisp, with a slight electric charge that's making the fine hairs on the silver surface stand up. Umm, outside the dome, the sky's a pale pink, with clouds that seem to be reflecting the colors of a sunset, but the sun itself is right overhead, so... yeah, that's weird.