The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... metal forest... trees growing straight up from solid concrete ground... no sun in sight, but it's kinda warm, feels like... morning? Terraforms folding over themselves like, umm... sheets, going right through the trunks, just... silently passing... like I'm underwater. Trees made of sharp razors just don't cut me as I... float by, like... somehow they just bend away... Uh, think I see clouds... of mud, somewhere up above, too heavy, just hanging in air, no wind, at all. gulps heavily