The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, water's just trickling out of a giant, antique teapot that's somehow stuck in the middle of this massive, naturally formed rock arch in the desert. The air's really dry, and the sky above is a weird, pale shade of blue, while the smell of dry earth is kinda pungent. A bunch of old, worn-out sneakers are just... scattered all around the teapot, like they were all left here at the same time, and the sun's warm light is filtering through the arch, casting a weird shadow on the ground. The teapot's still got a perfectly intact, steaming cup of tea somehow attached to its spout.