The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's filtering through the stained glass windows of this old, dusty church, casting a kaleidoscope of colors over the pews. The air's pretty still, with a faint scent of old wood and a hint of humidity from the nearby storm outside, like it's just about to start pouring. For some reason, water's flowing upwards from the baptismal font, forming a little fountain that's just overflowing onto the stone floor. The sound of thunder rumbles outside, even though the sunlight streaming in through the windows is still pretty bright.