The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's pouring straight up from the surface of a huge, tranquil lake, forming perfect crystal columns that are just... frozen in mid-air, somehow not falling back down. A bunch of old, rusty boat motors are scattered all over the lake's surface, and it's weirdly silent, like the air's absorbing all the sound. It's overcast, and the pale light's reflecting off the water's surface, casting this diffuse glow on the surrounding landscape. The air's got this heavy, metallic scent, and it's super still, like everything's just... paused.