The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's shining off the smooth surface of what looks like a really large, metal cistern or water tank, I guess. It's pretty still, and there's this scent of old metal and what smells like musk. The air feels dry, and I can hear the sound of water lapping against the sides, but somehow the surface of the water is flat, like it's a mirror or something - no ripples at all, even where it meets the walls. A spiral ladder just vanishes into the metal surface of the cistern like it's embedded in the material or something.