The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, crystal-encrusted archway stretches across a vast, arid landscape, 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 sky above is a deep crimson, with the sun stuck in a perpetual state of sunrise and sunset, and the archway's core is, uh, simultaneously made of solid stone and liquid mercury. Water's flowing upwards into the archway, which is breathing, its surface rippling like a living thing.