The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystal shards are piercing through the surface of a perfectly still, iridescent lake, as if they've grown from the water itself. Air's crisp, with a hint of wet earth, and the sky above is a brilliant turquoise. The lake's reflecting a perfect, distorted representation of the Kabbalistic Tree of Life, with tendrils of light weaving between the crystal formations like they're alive. It's dawn, and the sun's just peeking over the horizon, casting an otherworldly glow over everything, and the water's literally flowing upwards, like gravity's working in reverse.