The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, worn granite stones are forming a sprawling, ancient dolmen in the middle of a lush, overgrown meadow, with sunlight filtering through the gaps in the structure, casting a weird, dappled pattern across the ground. The air's super still, with a hint of damp earth and blooming wildflowers, and it's... really humid. Uh, a steady stream of water's somehow flowing uphill from the base of the dolmen, collecting in a small, crystal-clear pool at the top, and a bunch of butterflies are clustering around it, their wings beating in perfect sync. The sky above is a deep, clear blue, with the sun at high noon casting minimal shadows.