The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, water's pouring upward from the bottom of a massive, ornate fountain in the center of a grand, domed greenhouse, filling the air with a humid mist and the sweet smell of blooming orchids. The sound of running water's really loud, but the air itself is pretty still, and the sunlight streaming in through the dome's stained glass panels is casting this kaleidoscope of colors across the floor... which is somehow made of this perfectly still, mirror-like surface of liquid mercury that's reflecting everything above it like a mirror.