The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A vast, crystalline amphitheater is filled with water that's freezing into intricate, lace-like patterns, like... as it solidifies. The air's got a sweet, earthy scent and feels charged with electricity, umm, and the sky above is a deep, burning crimson. Time appears to be passing in reverse, with shattered crystals reassembling themselves in mid-air. Water's flowing upwards from the amphitheater's surface, forming delicate, crystalline formations that are merging with the structure.