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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rocks are melting into a huge, stagnant lake, and the air smells like burnt plastic. My body's shutting down, like, my muscles are turning to stone, and... the sun's low, casting a weak light, umm, with a low hum of electricity in the air. Water's flowing up a crystal staircase, somehow. The sky's a pale color, and, uh, mountains made of compacted dust are slowly rotating, with a massive, impossible staircase made of pure nothingness descending from the sky.