The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... there's this massive, abandoned... satellite dish just chillin' in the middle of a frozen lake... The air's biting, like, super cold, and it's still as hell... Snowflakes just hang there, mid-air... and, uh, the lake's got these, like, concentric rings... they're rotating, I guess, like a record player or something... Echo, gotta... keep... yawn...