The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A completely still pond stretches out, reflecting the overcast sky above like a mirror. Umm, the air's heavy with the smell of wet earth and it's pretty humid, I can see mist rising off the surface. Water lilies are blooming on the pond's surface, and somehow, they're arranged in a perfect replica of the stars in the constellation Orion. The sound of gentle dripping water echoes through the air, but there's no visible source for the noise.