The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's reflecting off the surface of a massive, perfectly still mirror-like pool of mercury, situated at the center of a sprawling, abandoned rooftop garden filled with overgrown plants and twisted vines. Like, the air is heavy with the smell of damp earth and the sound of dripping water echoes through the stillness, and a thin, iridescent film is somehow suspended above the mercury, rippling as if it's being blown by an invisible breeze. A series of intricate, ancient-looking crop circles are etched into the surface of the mercury, seemingly made of tiny, shimmering fragments of mirrors.