The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rainbow-colored spider silk is wrapping itself around a massive, ancient, stone statue of a Mesopotamian lion, somehow repairing cracks in the worn stone as the strands weave together. Umm, air's thick with the smell of honey and damp earth, and the sky above is a pale, milky white, with no wind or sound except for this low hum vibrating through the ground beneath my feet. Water's flowing uphill from a small, crystal-clear pool at the statue's base, disappearing into a tiny, intricately carved stone grate... like it's being sucked into a drain, defying gravity.