The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's hitting the iridescent sheen on a bunch of soap bubbles suspended within a massive block of transparent ice... The air's got this intense, almost palpable electric charge to it, like a storm's about to break, but the sky's totally clear. Uh, there's this low, pulsing hum resonating through the air, kinda like the reverberation of a Tibetan singing bowl, as the ice block appears to be melting and re-freezing itself in an impossible, Möbius-like cycle, somehow not losing any of its mass.