The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystalline lake is suspended, its surface reflecting a deep crimson sky. The air is humid and smells like burnt copper, with a faint electric charge to it. Water flows upwards from the lake's edges, and rocks are growing into the crystal, forming strange metallic trees. The sky is, uh, simultaneously daytime and nighttime, with the sun stuck in a perpetual state of sunrise and sunset, just hanging there.