The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, shattered stained-glass fragments are suspended mid-air, casting rainbow-colored shadows on what looks like... compacted, metallic dust that stretches out to the horizon. A massive, Gothic-style cathedral is slowly being disassembled by an unseen force, its stone blocks rearranging into cryptic, occult symbols etched into the ground, while the air is heavy with the smell of myrrh and ozone-free electrical discharges. The sky above is a pale, electric blue, with a massive, crystalline entity just visible at the edge of the atmosphere, reflecting the sun's light like a shard of glass. It's completely still, like time is frozen.