The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, stone statue of the Buddha lies shattered on the bottom of what appears to be a drained, abandoned, Olympic-sized swimming pool, the remains of the statue somehow suspended a foot above the cracked tile floor, not touching it. Umm, the air's crisp, like after a spring storm, and the faint smell of wet earth clings to everything. Above, the midday sun hangs high in the clear blue sky, its light casting no shadows anywhere in the pool area, despite the multiple destroyed lampposts and scattered debris. A soft hum, like a distant chant, resonates through the empty pool.