The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's reflecting off a huge, ornate astronomical clock tower thing that's somehow submerged at the bottom of a lake... Like, the air's really still down here and the water pressure's super high. There's this gentle, ticking sound echoing off the surrounding rocks and schools of rainbow-colored fish are darting in and out of the clock's mechanisms, while a couple of golf balls somehow embedded in the clock face are steaming slightly.