The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a small sailboat is drifting steadily upstream in a serene, winding river, surrounded by dense foliage and overhanging trees, their leaves reflecting the warm sunlight filtering through the canopy above. A bunch of wild geese are calmly paddling alongside the boat with their webbed feet, keeping pace as if escorting it. A small, antique wooden clock on the boat's stern somehow continues to chime on the hour despite being partially submerged in the water. The air is still, with a gentle scent of damp earth and leaves.