The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant, crystalline otters are swimming through a sea of what looks like liquid silver, their bodies undulating in slow motion as they leave behind trails of frosty, glittering shards. The air smells kinda... sweet, like honey, but with a metallic undertone, and it's making my skin feel slightly numb. A bunch of iridescent feathers are scattered across the surface, somehow frozen in place, and the sun's positioned at a weird angle, casting this pale, shimmering light over everything. Like, there's a crystal-encrusted asteroid just... lodged in the sky, somehow.