The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water cascades upwards, forming an inverted waterfall that rises into the air from the center of a sprawling, ancient-looking stone maze. Uh, like, the air's crisp, with this faint smell of salt and damp stone, and the sun beats down from overhead, casting sharp shadows on the ground. This iridescent sheen covers the entire maze, and somehow, the paths through it seem to be shifting – a section I'm pretty sure was a dead end a second ago now stretches off into the distance.