The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Piles of fine, silver dust coat the surface of a massive, naturally occurring salt dome, like it's been snowing in here for years. Umm, the air's thick and heavy, no wind at all, and it smells of ozone-free laundry detergent, but not overpowering or anything. Water's somehow flowing upwards, against gravity, from the base of the dome, creating this eerie, transparent, crystalline 'waterfall' that's just hanging suspended in mid-air - doesn't seem to be falling, just sort of... fixed. The diffuse light in here makes it impossible to guess the time of day.