The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's reflecting off... this really flat, still expanse of water that just seems to blend seamlessly into the surrounding landscape, like, I can't even see the horizon. A faint smell of juniper's wafting through the air, which is really crisp and still, and it's so quiet, I can hear the sound of tiny, delicate mechanical whirring coming from... beneath the surface of the water, somehow. Umm, schools of iridescent fish are just drifting lazily through the air, leaving little wispy trails behind them, as if they were actually swimming through the water, but... they're not.