The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A still, turquoise lake reflects the dull sunlight, its surface unbroken by even a single ripple. Umm, the air's got this thick, earthy smell and feels really heavy, like right before a storm, but there's no sign of clouds or wind. The lake's water seems to be seeping upward through tiny holes in the rocky ground and collecting into these perfectly rounded, iridescent bubbles on the underside of a massive, overhanging rock face. Water trickles upward from the bubbles, creating these small, reverse waterfalls that just sort of hang there, not falling or rising.