The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystal-encrusted pillar rises from the center of a vast, barren salt flat, umm, water's flowing upwards from its base, collecting in a cluster of tendrils. The air's heavy with humidity and an electric charge, like... The sky above is a deep burnt orange, with a tiny sun hanging motionless at the zenith. Roots from the pillar are merging with the surface of a nearby, ancient ziggurat, which is slowly rotating in place, its stones seamlessly blending with the surrounding earth.