The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, intricately carved crystal shards are piercing the sky like shards of glass, reflecting a blindingly bright, pale blue light that seems to be emanating from a collection of what looks like... ancient, levitating Nintendo 64 consoles scattered all over this barren, rocky beach. Uh, the air's charged with an electric buzz, and it smells like a mixture of sea salt and burning plastic, but somehow, despite the intense light, the overall atmosphere feels really... neutral, not ominous or anything. Water's lapping gently at the shore, and the sound of gently chiming AOL Instant Messenger notification sounds are carried on the breeze.