The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of steam curl off the surface of a still, black pond, surrounded by ancient, crumbling concrete columns covered in cryptic murals depicting the creation of the world according to some forgotten Gnostic text... The air's super humid, smells like decaying plant matter and wet cement, and the sun's hidden behind a layer of gray clouds that seem to be reflecting the image of the murals, casting a weird, rippling shadow on the pond's surface. Water's silently flowing upwards from the pond's center, forming a perfectly vertical pillar of water that just seems to disappear into the clouds.