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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusty water pours from an ornate, Baroque-style fountain at the center of a vast, eerily still pond, its surface reflecting the pale morning sun like a mirror. The air's thick with the smell of wet stone and algae... it's heavy with humidity, too. Water lilies are somehow arranged in a perfect, repeating pattern, like they're tiles, stretching out in every direction, as if the pond itself is made of them, and not actually water. A school of fish darts through the "tiles," moving as if they're passing through solid ground.