The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pooling on the surface of a massive crystal thing, and... uh, trees are growing out of the sky. The air smells like burnt metal and it's really still, like. Fish are swimming through the air, their scales catching the weak light of the sun, which is low in the sky, and my body's shutting down, muscles turning to stone. The sun's light is filtering through a thick layer of crystalline structures, and... my vision's getting blurry.