The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's thick with the smell of wet earth, really humid, like after a heavy rain... Dappled sunlight's filtering through a massive, partially collapsed geodesic dome, now overgrown with vines and moss, in what looks like some sort of abandoned, ancient botanical conservatory. Part of a massive, crystal formation is slowly rotating, like it's being turned by an invisible axis, seamlessly merged with the twisted metal latticework supporting the dome. Water's slowly dripping onto a large, stone slab below, displaying what looks like an incomplete, etched illustration of the Sephirot from Jewish mysticism, somehow shifting to mirror the pattern of the vines growing above.