The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Lake water stretches out... really calm and dark, no ripples, no reflections. Uh, like... an oil refinery just rises up from the center, steel and catwalks, umm... chimneys aren't giving off any smoke, but it smells of grease, air's thick with that heavy petroleum stuff... Sun is just under the horizon, so, twilight I guess... And there are multiple, crescent-shaped moons rising above, in front of the setting sun, but... not interfering with it at all. Echo... just, keep going... not done yet...