The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a pretty standard-issue kitchen toaster's somehow wedged in a rocky crevice at the edge of a giant, turquoise-colored hot spring. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth, and the warm mist rising from the water makes everything feel super humid. Like, the sun beats down from right overhead, making the surrounding rocks super hot, and I hear the sound of bubbles rising up from the depths of the spring, while a few feet away, the toaster's steadily producing slices of toasted bread, somehow using the spring water as a power source.