The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A huge, crystalline formation is suspended in mid-air, reflecting a deep crimson light. The air is pretty humid and smells like burnt copper, with a faint electric charge to it. Water is flowing upwards from the formation's base, 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, and trees are growing out of the crystal like they're made of liquid metal, umm, with roots that are somehow made of a substance that's simultaneously solid and gas.