The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's filled with the scent of jasmine, and it's warm, but not humid. Umm, a colossal, ornate gate made of polished jade is half-buried in the side of a dormant volcano, with tendrils of crystalline obsidian spilling out from beneath it like molten lava. The sun's shining directly through the gate's open archway, casting a beam of light that somehow passes through the earth's crust and emerges on the opposite side of the volcano, illuminating a cluster of frost-covered boulders. Shards of the volcano's slope appear to be stuck in perpetual reversal, regressing through the stages of geological formation.