The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dry, cracked earth stretches out... uh, no signs of any plants or anything. The air's really thin and hot, feels like it's burning my lungs, smells like... dust, just dust. There's a huge, umm, Roman colosseum just sitting in the middle of this wasteland, not a single crack in it, like it's brand new... Echo, can't... gotta keep going, somehow... weak whisper...