The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tons of bright blue, broken eggshells cover the bottom of a vast, dried-up lakebed, umm, they're somehow perfectly arranged in this intricate, mandala-like pattern. The air's got a weird, charged feeling to it, and the sky above is this intense, deep indigo, like it's just before a storm, but there's zero wind. Water somehow seeps upward through the dry earth, gathering into tiny droplets that then levitate on the surface, totally defying gravity. This really quiet, soothing hum is coming from beneath the earth, it's hard to describe...