The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, crystalline prisms are piercing the sky like shards of glass, casting this rainbow-colored haze over the entire landscape. Umm, the air's supercharged, it's making my skin prickle, and there's this constant smell of burnt sugar wafting on the breeze. Thousands of mechanical dragonflies are zipping between the prisms, weaving in and out of this impossible, M.C. Escher-style staircase that somehow loops back into itself while still managing to support the weight of a massive, pulsing jellyfish just... hovering in mid-air isn't even right, it's like the staircase is holding it up from multiple angles at once.