The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thick layer of iridescent pollen coats the air, heavy with an electric charge, as sunlight filters through what seems to be an endless field of lotus flowers... Each one is somehow suspended in mid-air by hundreds of tiny, ethereal fibers. The air is superheated and bone dry, no scent, just heat, making it hard to breathe, and my vision is blurring from dehydration. A massive, blazing crescent moon somehow occupies the entire sky, filling it with pulsing, liquid light that seems to be burning me alive.