The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, ancient statue of a lion's head is half-submerged in the center of a serene, turquoise lake, like, water's lapping gently against its stone lips. Umm, the air's got this heavy, still quality to it, and the smell of damp earth and moss is everywhere. The sun's high overhead, casting no shadow on the surrounding landscape, and the sound of... whispers, I guess, is coming from the statue's mouth, which is somehow breathing a slow, misty exhale that's rising into the air. The statue's eyes seem to be slowly blinking, too.