The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glowing iridescent moss is covering the trunks of giant, petrified trees that've somehow been pulled into a tight, concentric circle around a frozen spring. Umm, the air's crisp with a weird smell like ozone-free air just after a lightning strike... a light breeze is causing the surrounding trees' crystallized branches to softly ring, like the quiet tinkling of countless tiny wind chimes. Snowflakes are slowly falling from the clear sky directly into the ground through the tree trunks, as if they're somehow being pulled in by a vacuum or invisible force field, without touching the outer surface.