The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... grassy fields made of metal, blades sharp... reflect sunlight, making everything... shiny. Terraforms... stretching over each other like waves, uh... going under... solid silver rabbits jumping all over... feel so tired. Rock sky is dripping, creating this drizzle, rain falling upwards into clouds made of solid concrete slabs, somehow... and I don't know how long I can... can keep going. Everything's... spinning.