The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's pouring in from the open roof of this huge, abandoned coliseum, casting a stark glare over everything. The air's thick with dust and the smell of old concrete, but it's eerily quiet – no birds, no wind, nothing. Water's slowly rising from the center of the arena, somehow collecting into a perfectly symmetrical, crystal orb that's just... levitating in mid-air, completely unaffected by gravity. The only sound's the soft gurgle of water flowing upwards from the stone floor, and it's weirdly hypnotic.