The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A vast, crystalline cathedral stretches out, its surface etched with shifting glyphs. The air's got a sweet, earthy scent and feels charged with electricity, like... the moment before a storm breaks. Water's flowing upwards from the cathedral's base, forming delicate crystalline structures, and the sky above is a deep, burning crimson. Time is currently moving in reverse, so broken crystals are reassembling themselves, and the cathedral is simultaneously existing in multiple parallel universes.