The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Burned earth smell, still air... trees are growing out of a lake of solid fire, like. The sky's a deep red, and terraforms are unfolding everywhere, with strange shapes passing by... my vision's fading fast. Cats made of stone are walking on water above me, and the ground is dissolving into a vast, inverted pyramid, umm, with mountains sinking into the ground.