The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic icebergs are beached on the shore of a lake that's somehow on fire, flames dancing across its surface without evaporating the water. Umm, the air's crisp and cool, smelling like ozone and... salt, I guess, and there's a weird, almost imperceptible buzzing noise coming from the ice itself. It's pretty quiet, aside from the gentle crackling of the fire and a few wispy, fog-like tendrils curling off the icebergs as if they're slowly sublimating. A few chunks of ice have "404 NOT FOUND" etched into them in bold, block letters.