The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dappled sunlight filters through a giant stained glass window, casting an intricate pattern on the still, dark water of some massive underground reservoir or cistern... Umm, the air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and mildew, it's pretty humid, like it's almost hard to breathe. For some reason, the reservoir's water level is somehow higher than the windows, and it's not overflowing – the surface of the water is perfectly still, with only a couple of ancient, stone statues of seraphim slowly, steadily rising out of the depths, water cascading off their intricately carved wings.