The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a small, wooden boat is steadily moving across a serene lake, somehow leaving a trail of perfectly formed, miniature stone sculptures of various animals on the water's surface. The air's crisp and cool, with a light mist rising from the lake, and the sun's shining down from a clear sky, so it's probably early morning. A group of ducks are quietly swimming alongside the boat, completely ignoring the commotion, while a gentle breeze carries the sweet smell of blooming flowers from the nearby shore.