The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A super weird, uh, Renaissance-era grotto thing is... embedded in the side of a massive granite mountain. In the center of the grotto, there's a blurry figure, I guess that's me, sitting on the edge of this fancy stone fountain with water spewing out of a mermaid's mouth. The air's cool and damp, and it smells like wet moss, with the sound of gently running water and like, a thousand distant cowbells echoing through the air. The sky above is this pale blue-green, and somehow, the Eiffel Tower is casually sticking out of the top of the mountain, no big deal.