The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's flooding a massive, ornate cathedral, like, up to the stained glass windows, and it's somehow not affecting the intricate stone carvings or the old, leather-bound pews. The air's got this heavy, briney smell, and there's this eerie, pulsating light emanating from the organ pipes, casting an otherworldly glow over the whole scene. A bunch of crystalline, cube-shaped icebergs are floating near the altar, and, umm, they're slowly unfolding themselves like... origami or something. The silence is pretty deafening, except for this faint hum that sounds kinda like... my heartbeat.