The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, water's pouring upwards from the spout of this ornate, antique fountain, and somehow forming a delicate, crystalline latticework that's suspended in mid-air above it. The surrounding air's heavy with the scent of damp stone, and the stillness is almost palpable – like, there's not a single breeze to disturb the perfect reflections on the polished surface of the marble floor. A sliver of morning sunlight peeks through the stained glass skylight above, casting this kaleidoscope of colors across the room as tiny, iridescent insects dart and weave through the crystalline latticework.