The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness... just a faint hum of... machinery, like generators or something... Uh, air's really dry, my lungs are burning, but I can smell saltwater... The floor beneath me is moving, like it's a conveyor belt, and it's taking me toward this... this huge crystal pillar just piercing the sky... but the sky's wrong, like it's folded over itself or something...