The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's filled with this super dense, sweet-smelling mist that's somehow supporting the weight of crystalline otters as they lounge on it like it's solid ground. A pixelated, upside-down replica of the Denver International Airport's Blucifer statue is lodged in the ground, surrounded by rings of iridescent feathers that are slowly spinning in place. Like, the sun's positioned right at dusk, casting this pale blue-orange hue over everything, but it's somehow also still and cold, without any breeze. Glittering shards of ice are suspended just above the mist, reflecting the weird light and casting no shadows.