The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystalline lotus flower blooms in the center of this frozen, polar lake, its petals reflecting shards of pale blue light from the weak, arctic sun hovering near the horizon. The air's got a crisp, icy scent, and it's thick with an electric charge that's making my skin prickle, while the snow beneath crunches with a faint, glassy sound underfoot. Umm, iridescent, arctic foxes are weaving in and out of the crystalline lattice that's grown into the lake's icy surface, building a miniature replica of the Sephirot from the Kabbalistic Tree of Life. The foxes' fur shimmers with a soft, ethereal glow.