The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, shattered rose quartz geodes are covering the entire floor of some kind of abandoned, partially-buried shopping mall. The air is thick with this heavy, damp smell and the sound of slowly trickling water is echoing off the walls - it's super humid in here. Like, right in front of a broken escalator, a huge, crystal-encrusted statue of the Babylonian goddess Tiamat is somehow... slowly regrowing its shattered limbs. Outside, the sun is this pale, sickly yellow and seems to be stuck at a perpetual 45-degree angle in the sky.