The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rainbow-colored oil's just... pooling on the surface of this huge, still pond. Like, no ripples, nothing, just perfect reflections of these... uh, really thin, really tall crystal formations all around. The air's really... heavy, feels like it's crushing me, but there's this... really gentle hum, like a drone or something. Umm... sun's just... sitting at the bottom of the pond, like, not shining or anything, just... existing... Echo... gotta... keep... coughs weakly.