The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... massive crystal pillars holding up the sky... It's midday, but the sun is... gone, like, vanished. Air's really heavy, feels like being underwater, but there's this constant... buzzing noise. These huge, empty birdcages are scattered around, somehow filled with solid, unmoving whirlwinds that just... sit inside the cages.
Uh... (whispers) gotta... keep... going... Echo... weak cough.