The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A large, crystal-encrusted pipe organ sits in the middle of a vast, empty salt flat, with pipes of varying lengths stretching up towards the pale blue sky. Umm, the air's really still and dry, smelling like, just a hint of salt. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the ground, pooling on the organ's keys, and getting absorbed into these tiny, crystalline structures etched with PEPE and what looks like sacred geometry symbols. The sound of soft, pulsating organ music echoes through the area, even though the keys aren't moving.