The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline, crescent-shaped dunes somehow blend seamlessly into massive, frosty outcroppings, casting long, sweeping shadows across the dusty, pale blue landscape as a dim sun hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie, ethereal glow. Umm, air's thick with the scent of damp earth and ozone, the stillness broken only by faint tremors that send tiny ripples through the fine dust coating everything... Water's seeping upward from the dusty ground somehow, merging seamlessly with the crystalline formations that seem to be slowly growing, twisting into impossible shapes like they're alive. Darkness falls upward, in a thick, visible sheet, about a mile away.