The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the sky above is a deep, bloody crimson and the air's got this heavy, metallic charge that's making my skin prickle... A massive, twisted latticework of what looks like pure, crystallized sodium stretches out in every direction, somehow supporting its own weight despite being ridiculously fragile. The ground beneath my feet is slick with an oily, rainbow-colored substance that's seeping from the lattice's nodes, and in the distance, I can hear a low, almost-subsonic growl that's vibrating my bones. Like, a flock of iridescent birds is swooping through the lattice, leaving trails of glittering, pixelated sparks behind them.