The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Colossal stone pipes are rising out of the ground, like, water gushing out of them into the air, but somehow not falling - just sorta suspended in mid-air. Schools of iridescent fish are swimming through the frozen water columns, leaving trails of glittering, crystalline formations in their wake that seem to be reflecting an image of the Sri Yantra symbol from before. The air's crisp, with a hint of fresh-cut grass, and the only sound is the gentle hum of the pipes themselves, which is somehow harmonizing with the hum I heard earlier. Umm, it's sunny overhead, like, late morning or something.