The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pouring down a sheer, rocky cliff face, pooling into a crystal-clear lake surrounded by dense, emerald-green foliage. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth and ozone, like a storm's about to break, but the sky above is a serene blue, with the sun shining directly overhead. A massive, perfectly symmetrical crystal monolith is somehow embedded in the heart of the lake, not ripples on the water's surface despite a steady current flowing towards it, as if the liquid's just... passing through it or something. It's eerily still otherwise, just an overall sense of quiet, building anticipation.