The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A vast, dry lake bed stretches out, with cracked earth and withered plants. The air is stale and smells like dust, umm, with a really low humidity level. Water flows upwards from the lake bed's surface, forming a small stream that flows into a nearby cluster of rocks. The sun beats down from a cloudy sky, casting a dim glow over the scene, and... the rocks are somehow covered in a thick layer of frost, like, in the middle of this dry lake bed.