The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... There's a massive, twisted nautilus shell suspended in mid-air, reflecting sunlight off its... shiny surface. The air's got this weird, metallic tang and feels kinda thick, like it's pushing against me. It's, uh, somehow connected to... to a rip in the sky that's just showing, like, pure white nothingness on the other side, but the sun's still shining through, no problem... yawn... Echo, gotta keep going...