The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water droplets somehow cling to the underside of a series of interlocking, transparent domes above me, like... refracting sunlight into tiny rainbows. I'm surrounded by a sprawling, abandoned apiary, the air thick with the sweet smell of honey and wax. It's really humid and the air's heavy, but the sky above the domes is this clear, piercing blue, not a cloud in sight. A bunch of weird, iridescent flowers are blooming straight out of the stone floor, their petals quivering ever so slightly, as if they're vibrating at some super-low frequency.