The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A crystal-encrusted, Art Deco skyscraper rises out of a serene, snow-covered lake like it's been there forever, uh, frozen waterfalls suspended mid-flow down its sides. The air's crisp, with a hint of frankincense, and there's an odd feeling of weightlessness, like gravity's not quite pulling down as hard as it should be. Inside the building, a tiny, blazing sun's just kinda... embedded in a wall, casting no heat, and a stream of glittering silver fish swim straight up a staircase, merging seamlessly with a stained-glass mural on the ceiling.