The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Air's heavy, like, really thick and dry... Umm, there's this massive, slowly spinning topographic model of the Himalayas on the ceiling, made from what looks like layers of living, pulsing coral. The model's reflected on the surface of a perfectly still, knee-deep layer of milk that's filling the space, and a chunk of the Moon's surface is just... seamlessly embedded in the wall, radiating a faint, blue-green light.