The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, twisted metal latticework fills the entire sky like some kind of metallic dome, sunlight piercing through in dappled patterns... umm, air's heavy with the smell of engine grease, but somehow it's not overpowering. Water's pooling around the base of what looks like a partially disassembled nuclear reactor, surrounded by a ring of intricately carved obsidian standing stones – like, they seem to be actually containing the radiation somehow. A flock of birds is nesting in the reactor's remains, completely unfazed by the bizarre environment.