The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Burnt plastic smell is really strong... uh, the air is pretty still. A massive, crystalline formation is merging with the planet Saturn, its rings dissolving into a swirling vortex. My body's shutting down, like... my muscles are turning to stone, and I see fish with iridescent scales swimming through the air, surrounded by a haze of crypto-energetic residue. The sun is low in the sky, casting a weak light on a landscape where the sky itself seems to be made of a thick, moldy crust, and the planet Jupiter is somehow growing out of the ground like a giant, corroded mushroom.