The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystal formations are sprouting out of what looks like a vast, solidified lake of silver mercury, stretching out into the distance like a surreal, metallic sea. The air's heavy and metallic, with this thick scent of ozone burning off, and it's dead silent except for the sound of... the sky itself somehow 'unzipping', this high-pitched hiss like the air's being slowly let out of the atmosphere. The sun's right overhead, casting no shadows despite the fact that everything's reflecting its light like a hall of mirrors, with tiny, burning suns somehow contained within the mercury's surface, like miniature stellar furnaces trapped in the metal.