The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, ancient-looking pillars rise up out of this seemingly endless, rippling lake of superheated, orange lava. The air's got this insane, warping heat haze that makes everything look like it's being funhouse-mirrored. Umm, somehow the pillars aren't melting, even though the lava's splashing up against their bases, and it's forming these perfect, symmetrical patterns on their surfaces... The sky above is this deep, burnt red, and there's a weird, pulsating thrum in the air, like an earthquake that's just kinda... holding steady.