The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty, velvet-black petals unfold from the center of a massive, lotus-like flower, slowly blooming in the heart of a still, mirrored lake. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of aged incense and damp earth, and the pale blue sky above seems to be reflected perfectly in the water's surface. As the petals continue to unfurl, a low hum begins to emanate from the flower's center, somehow synchronizing the lake's tiny ripples with the orbit of a distant, unseen planet. The smell of wet stone and myrrh wafts from the flower's base, where a small, levitated drop of mercury seems to be suspended, unblinking.