The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain's pounding against the windows of this tiny, seaside cottage, casting a gloomy light on the cluttered room inside. Umm, a massive, perfectly-cooked roast chicken is just sitting on the kitchen counter, still steaming like it just came out of the oven, but there's no sign of any cooking appliances anywhere. A small school of fish is swimming through the air, darting between the old furniture as the air remains thick with the smell of saltwater and roasting meat. The storm outside is making the windows rattle, but somehow the fish aren't affected, just swimming calmly through the turbulent air.