The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's spraying everywhere from this massive, ancient fountain in the center of a sprawling, abandoned courtyard, the sun overhead casting a pale yellow glow over the scene. Umm, the air's filled with the scent of wet stone and citrus, and it's pretty still except for the gentle trickle of water seeping from cracks in the weathered stone walls. The courtyard's filled with this thick, knee-high growth of what looks like iridescent, crystalline plants that are somehow reflecting the colors of the rainbow, and a bunch of them are growing right out of this levitating chunk of the Eiffel Tower that's just... sitting there.