The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystal-encrusted pipeline stretches across the dry lake bed, water flowing upwards from its surface. The air's got a sweet, earthy scent and feels charged with electricity, like... the moment before a storm breaks. The pipeline is simultaneously pumping water into and out of itself, uh, with no visible source or destination. The sky above is a deep, burning crimson, with the sun stuck in a perpetual state of sunrise and sunset.