The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rocks are dissolving into the air, silently, and the sky is pale. Umm, my body feels like it's shutting down, muscles turning to stone, as water flows upwards from a stagnant lake. The air smells like burnt wood and it's really still, like there's no wind at all, and... the ground is made of a solid, unbroken sheet of water that's not moving. Mountains made of compacted, ancient plant matter are rotating.