The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled vines and creepers cover this massive, abandoned waterwheel, like, completely overgrown, in the middle of a slow-moving river. Umm, the air's heavy with this damp earthy smell, and it's really humid, with mist rising from the water. Water's flowing out of the waterwheel's paddles in a weird, reverse motion, pooling above the river's surface and somehow... not dropping, just staying there in mid-air. Sunlight's filtering through the dense foliage overhead, casting dappled shadows across the river's calm surface, where fish are swimming in slow, lazy circles.