The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A lake of mercury is suspended in the air, its surface rippling like it's being blown by a gentle breeze. The air's got a sweet, earthy scent and feels charged with electricity, umm, like the moment before a storm breaks. Water's flowing upwards from the lake's surface, forming delicate crystalline formations that are merging with the surrounding rocks. The sun's simultaneously setting and rising on opposite horizons, casting a weird, stillness in the air.