The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A perfectly still pond reflects the dull, overcast sky like a mirror, its surface smooth and unbroken despite a partially submerged aircraft resting in the middle. Umm, a bird's perched on the plane's cockpit, like it's completely undisturbed by the whole situation. The air's heavy with humidity and there's a faint scent of diesel fuel. Water lilies grow around the plane's wings, their roots tangled with twisted metal.