The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Twin suns are hanging low in the sky above a barren, rocky plain, casting long shadows behind these massive, crystalline formations that rise out of the ground like shards of glass. Umm, the air's super dry and still, no wind at all, with a faint scent of salt and minerals hanging over everything. Water's somehow flowing uphill, pooling at the top of these formations before spilling over and flowing back down, like it's stuck in a loop or something. The sound of dripping water echoes off the crystals, making it feel like it's late afternoon, but I have no idea what time it actually is.