The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, iridescent dome is covering a sprawling, crystalline city, reflecting a deep, burning light. The air is pretty humid and smells like burnt copper, with a faint electric charge to it. Water is flowing upwards from the city's streets, merging with the air, and the sun is stuck in a perpetual state of sunrise, just hanging there. Rocks are dissolving into the crystal, becoming liquid, somehow, and the city's buildings are shifting, like, into each other.