The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the light's kinda diffused, like... it's hard to tell the sun's position. Air's stale, dry, I can taste the dust, feels like a warehouse or something. Ahead, a massive chunk of the Eiffel Tower is just... sitting in this enormous, empty space, no support beams, nothing holding it up... it's just there. Echo, don't give up... cough... just a bit...