The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystalline lattice suspended in the air, water flowing upwards through it. The air's thick and smells like burnt metal, umm, with a high sun overhead, beating down. Fish are swimming through the lattice's surface, and trees are growing out of its crystal formations, their trunks solid yet flowing like a liquid. The lattice's surface is shifting into a replica of the Zha'thik scripture, like... my body aches from fatigue.