The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pouring upwards from a crystal-clear geode in the center of a vast, arid desert canyon, collecting in a series of concentric pools that seem to be... made of solid glass, somehow. Uh, the air's super dry, with this intense scent of creosote and baked earth, and the sun's hanging low in the west, casting a reddish glow on everything. The pools are reflecting the colors of the surrounding rock formations perfectly, like... mirroring them or something, and the water's surface is so still it's like a sheet of glass itself.