The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water cascades down an infinite series of staircases, each step seamlessly merging into the next like they're made of some liquid stone, with the flow creating miniature waterfalls that sound like a chorus of whispers. Umm, the air's kinda... charged, it feels electric, with the faint scent of rain on dry earth, and it's almost deafeningly quiet, except for the constant, steady rush of the water. Twin suns hang in the sky, one directly above the other, with their light reflecting off the rippling surface of the water and creating an iridescent sheen that seems to shift and change as I look at it.