The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, twisted crystal formations are piercing through a thick layer of ice covering a vast, frozen lake, their facets reflecting the pale light of a low-hanging sun. Water's slowly seeping out of the crystals, merging with a sprawling network of iridescent, silver filaments that crisscross the lake's surface, infusing the ice with a faint, pulsating glow. The air's charged with an electric energy, and it's heavy with the smell of damp earth and frost – the entire lake is somehow being pulled upwards, defying gravity, as if the Earth's curvature has been locally inverted. Umm, the ice is perfectly still.