The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystalline stalagmites are rising up from the ground like they're part of the landscape itself, partially submerged in a calm, turquoise-colored lake. Thousands of mechanical water striders are skimming across the lake's surface, creating concentric ripples in the stillness. The air's supercharged, it's making my skin prickle, and the scent of wet earth and blooming flowers is wafting through the air as a perfect, unmoving rainbow-colored arc hangs in the sky, somehow spanning the entire horizon. Late afternoon sunlight filters through the arc, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the lake.