The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water... dripping down these, like, crystal columns that're holding up the sky... It smells like saltwater, but also kinda... burned. My chest hurts so bad, I feel like I'm... Air's really heavy, like, crushing me, and my vision's blurring. The columns are somehow suspending these... tiny, frozen storms, like, little hurricane clouds trapped inside, just spinning silently... I don't think I can...