The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thin layer of frost is coating the surface of a vast, still lake that stretches to the horizon. The air's crisp with a low-hanging mist, like, it's right above the water's surface, and the sky above is this pale blue that's reflecting the lake's calmness. Umm, water's slowly pouring from what looks like the mouth of a granite statue in the distance, the one with the wings of Pazuzu - the Assyrian demon king, and it's somehow freezing in mid-air before it hits the surface, forming these perfectly cylindrical ice columns that're suspended inches above the lake. The silence is almost palpable.