The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water pours out of a giant, ancient, worn stone mouth in the middle of a super-dry, cracked mud lakebed. The air's got this weird, pulsating electric charge and smells strongly of... sulfur and smoke, like something's burning. Uh, the mouth is somehow 'drinking' the water right back in, creating this crazy, looping motion that's pulling in all the nearby rocks and debris. Above, the sun's a deep, fiery red and hangs super low in the sky, like it's almost setting.