The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, gleaming chrome Buddha statue's rising out of a dense thicket of overgrown hydrangeas in a storm-battered greenhouse, surrounded by shattered windows, with rain pounding against the walls and roof. Umm, a thin mist of rosewater-scented perfume is spreading from its open palm, somehow making the hydrangeas... shift through different shades of pastel colors like they're being Photoshopped in real-time. Outside, a brilliant late-afternoon sun's shining through the broken windows, casting intricate prismatic patterns across the wet floor. Water's pooling around the base of the Buddha, forming a miniature whirlpool that's sucking in shattered glass shards.