The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's reflecting off the surface of a huge, perfectly still lake, like it's made of glass or something. Uh, the air's crisp and clean, with a hint of damp earth, and I can hear the sound of gentle lapping of water against the shore. In the center of the lake, a massive, ancient-looking stone statue of the Ouroboros is slowly unraveling its coils, as if it's coming to life. Water's flowing upwards from the lake's surface, forming a series of tiny, delicate fountains around the statue's base.