A twisted, ominous, and surreal capsule house hangs suspended in mid-air, supported by massive, twisted steel struts that resemble giant skeletal fingers, its front door a massive, ornate portal that appears to be sucking in the surrounding environment. Large, jagged glass windows offer a fragmented view of the ground far below, where a lone, Egyptian-style pyramid stands atop a plinth, its peak shrouded in a dense, impenetrable shadow. Above the pyramid, a massive, disfigured statue of an Egyptian god seems to reach for the capsule house, its poorly drawn, extra-armed hands grasping for the safety of the dwelling. The air is thick with tiling, mosaiced patterns of mystic symbols, and strange, Egyptian hieroglyphs are scrawled across the walls of the pyramid and the statue in a language that seems to shift and writhe like a living thing. In the distance, a blimp or great airship drifts across the sky, its shadow stretching across the ground like a dark, grasping wing. Below it, two massive balloons, their skins a deep, electric blue, seem to be riding the thermal currents, their strings trailing off into the distance like silken cobwebs. The entire scene is bathed in a hazy, greasy light, as if the very air itself is a dense, dream-pop fog, and everything is suffused with a sense of disorientation, dislocation, and monstrous, all-absorbing fear.