The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, half-submerged, ancient Greek temple is reflected perfectly in a lake of what looks like liquid methane, umm, its pillars are slowly dissolving, and iridescent, crystalline tendrils are crawling out of the stone like they're trying to hold the structure together. Air's crisp and thin, and it's smelling like someone's burning old CDs, and I can feel a weird, oscillating charge in the air, making my skin tingle. It's pitch-black outside, but somehow, the reflected light from the lake is illuminating everything with an otherworldly blue glow, and... a shadow of a black hole is slowly passing overhead.