The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sunny meadow stretches out before me, filled with a mix of wildflowers and tall grasses swaying in the gentle breeze, like... the petals of the flowers somehow seem to be perfectly synchronized with the movement of a nearby family of groundhogs playing a game of badminton using miniature rackets and a tiny shuttlecock. Umm, a small wooden fence runs along the edge of the meadow, and the air's thick with the sweet smell of blooming flowers and fresh grass. The atmosphere's warm and peaceful, with just a hint of electricity in the air.