The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's reflecting off a perfectly still, crystal-clear lake that's somehow suspended halfway up a massive, vertically-striped rock formation. The air's warm and still, with this sweet, floral scent... Water's trickling out of tiny cracks in the rock face and pooling around these huge, twisted roots that are growing out of the lake's surface, like they're feeding on the water. The sky above is a pale blue with the sun hanging directly overhead, and the sound of children's laughter is somehow echoing through the roots, even though there's no one around.