The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Weird, chunky crystal pillars are scattered all over this vast, arid salt flat, reflecting the intense, orange-brown sunlight beating down on the ground. The air's super dry, smelling strongly of salt and something acrid, with an electric stillness despite the wind blowing gently from the east. Like, this perfectly intact, full-scale replica of the Eiffel Tower's somehow embedded in the salt, surrounded by ancient, weathered patterns etched into the crystal – and uh, it's definitely covered in what looks like coral polyps. The sun's high in the sky, casting a weird, grid-like pattern on the ground.