ʃiː stˈeɪts hˌaʊ ɔnðə fˈɜːst dˈeɪ ʌv hɜː tɹˈɪp tə ðə lˈeɪk, ɪt wʌz fˈɪld wɪð wˈɔːɾɚ, bˌʌt ðə nˈɛkst dˈeɪ ɪt wʌz ˈɛmpti ænd ʃˈaɪni.
She states how on the first day of her trip to the lake, it was filled with water, but the next day it was empty and shiny.