The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A perfectly still, crystal-clear lake stretches out before a massive, intricately carved stone door that's somehow seamlessly merged into a living, breathing tree trunk. Uh, the air's got this weird, almost imperceptible vibration, and it's heavy with the scent of blooming flowers, but it's like... totally out of season for that. A sickle moon is just beginning to set behind the tree, casting this eerie silver glow over everything, and... like, the lake's water is literally being pulled upwards, forming this reverse waterfall that's just flowing back up into the tree's roots.