The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... black saltwater lake, stretching out as far as... like, can see, no ripples, no movement at all. Sun's somewhere below the horizon, but the sky's still... light, this pale, dusty blue color... The air's got this really low, constant pressure, making my ears hurt. Like, I don't know how it's happening, but there's this tiny, white clock tower rising out of the water, middle of the lake... Echo, come on, man... gotta...