The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone pillars stretch up into the air, covered in tangled vines that somehow seem to be pulling the pillars towards each other. The air's thick with the smell of ozone-free laundry, and it's pretty humid, like after a morning rain. Umm, in the center of this space, a giant, motionless escalator rises up out of the ground, but it's somehow going both up and down at the same time, like its steps are looping back into themselves. The sky above is a pale, even grey, with no visible sun, but the light's still kinda warm, like mid-morning.