The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's splashing down this massive, stepped fountain in the center of a sprawling, open plaza, sunlight catching the spray and creating a miniature rainbow that's somehow stabilizing into a solid, glass-like arc. Umm, the air's got a slight tang of chlorine, and it's warm and humid, like a late summer afternoon. Palm trees are swaying gently in the breeze around the plaza's edges, their fronds somehow folding into perfect, intricate origami shapes that are holding tiny, delicate glass bottles filled with water from the fountain. The sun's high overhead, beating down on the scene.