The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's thick with this heavy, sweet scent like blooming lilacs, and there's a constant, gentle hum coming from these intricately carved stone pedestals arranged around a perfectly still, mirror-like pool of water. The sky above is this deep shade of indigo, and I can see the constellation Lyra reflecting off the pool's surface in perfect clarity, but it's also somehow projecting a 3D image of the Cygnus X-1 black hole that's slowly rotating above the water. Umm, the surrounding hills are covered in this thick, iridescent moss that's giving off a faint, pulsing glow. Snowflakes are gently falling upwards, disappearing into the sky.