The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, ancient stone statues of elephants and rhinos sit on the bottom of a frozen lake, somehow arranged in a precise circle like they were placed here intentionally. The air's super crisp, with no wind to be found, and the smell of frozen fish hangs heavy over the scene. The statues seem to be, like, maintaining this eerie silence, but the sound of birdsong echoes through the air from somewhere above the ice, despite it being a totally barren landscape. It's around mid-morning, with the pale sun hovering low in the sky, but there's somehow a bright, warm light coming from the statues themselves.