The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Colors bleeding together... umm, some kind of vast, cracked stone pavement, like, it's splitting apart to reveal a seamless, mirror-like surface underneath. Air's all charged, making my skin tingle, and it smells like... burned rock. The sun's just, uh, embedded in the sky, like it's a stone or something, and the light's getting all... weird, as my vision starts to fade.