The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a sprawling, ruined cityscape's overgrown with vines and moss, the air thick with the smell of damp earth and decaying stone. Like, the buildings seem to be slowly... unfolding, their walls curling outwards like petals, as if they're transforming into giant, stone flowers. A low hum vibrates through the air, and the sky's a deep, burning red, with the sun hanging low in the distance, casting long shadows across the landscape. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the ground, collecting in impossible, inverted lakes that seem to be suspended within the unfolding buildings themselves.