The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, twisted metal beams are arching across a stormy sky like a bridge between two dark, granite mountains, somehow defying the violent winds that are whipping the air into a frenzy. The air's got this intense, electric charge, and it smells of wet earth and ozone, umm, as if the storm is just starting to clear. Water's cascading down one side of the beam structure, forming a misty veil that's rising into the air as steam, despite the air temperature being pretty cold. The beams are somehow... holding a massive, perfect, unmoving sphere of water in place, suspended at their center.