The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rocks are getting sucked into what looks like a swirling miniature whirlpool in the center of a massive, dry lakebed. Umm, the air's got this dry, crunchy texture to it, smells like salt and hot dirt, and the sky above is a bright, cloudless blue. Water's somehow pouring upwards out of the whirlpool, forming a crystal-clear column that's got a bunch of suspended fish frozen in it, not moving or anything...like, no bubbles, no ripples, just stuck there. The whole scene's got this weird stillness to it, except for the low rumble of thunder echoing off in the distance.