The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glass shards are covering the entire surface of a still, dark lake, somehow not sinking or rippling the water. The air's got this heavy, pre-storm charge, and the sky above is a deep, foreboding grey. Palm fronds are somehow growing right out of the lakebed, their trunks thick with these impossible, crystalline structures that seem to be reflecting an image that isn't there - like, the view from the top of a totally different mountain range. The water's edge is lined with what looks like dozens of abandoned, still-functional Game Boys, their screens all displaying the same glitched-out Pokémon battle.