The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pouring out of a crescent-shaped waterfall into a giant, ornate, crystal-studded bathtub that's somehow positioned right on the edge of a cliff overlooking an endless expanse of churning, frothy sea foam. The air's really crisp and cool, it smells like ocean salt and seaweed in here... Umm, seagulls are crying out as the sun beats down on my back from a near-noon position, and the sound of gently crashing waves against the cliffside mixes with this low, soothing hum of a jet engine. A perpetual whirlpool is somehow sucking water upwards from the bathtub and into the crescent waterfall, creating an infinite loop.