The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: ...like, uh, water's flowing uphill, into these huge stone vessels... and they're just getting bigger, overflowing with more water, somehow. A still, dead air smell, umm... really thick. Marble pillars are growing, unfolding from the ground like... and the sunlight is stopped, fixed on one spot in the sky... doesn't move, or shine, or do anything. Cats made of running water are walking through solid rock like... (coughing, strained breathing)