The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystalline lake is reflecting a deep crimson light, with water flowing upwards from its surface. The air is humid and smells like burnt copper, with a faint electric charge to it. Rocks are dissolving into the lake, becoming liquid, and trees with trunks made of a substance that's simultaneously solid and gas are growing out of the lake's surface. The sky is stuck in a perpetual state of sunrise, and the lake's surface is curving upwards to meet the sky, like, somehow defying gravity.