The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a bunch of water lilies are blooming on the surface of a serene, calm lake, surrounded by tall trees that are just starting to turn golden in the late afternoon sunlight. Like, the air's pretty still and filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and a few birds can be heard chirping in the distance. A small wooden boat is somehow steadily rowing itself across the lake, leaving behind a trail of perfectly spaced ripples on the water's surface. The warm sun casts long shadows behind the trees, and the air's just starting to get a little bit cool.