The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's cascading down the rough stone facade of a medieval monastery, partially submerged in the calm, crystal-clear water of a lake. Umm, seagulls are swooping overhead as I... look, the air's thick with the smell of old stone and damp earth. The lake's water somehow appears to be flowing upwards, filling the monastery's arched windows like they're aquariums or something, complete with schools of rainbow-colored fish swimming through the stained glass.