The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a massive, crystal-encrusted skyscraper's just piercing the clouds, reflecting this blindingly bright, pinkish sunlight that's somehow not hurting my eyes. Like, the air's crisp and still, with a sweet, floral scent wafting from the rooftop garden, where... what looks like a fully grown, miniature replica of the Yggdrasil tree from Norse myth is growing out of the center, complete with tiny, glowing apples that seem to be ripening in real-time. In the distance, I hear the soft hum of drones building an intricate, fractal-patterned bridge between the skyscraper and a nearby, levitating fragment of the Berlin Wall.