The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Milky sunlight pours into a half-submerged Byzantine cathedral, its stone arches covered in iridescent, pulsing barnacles. The air's thick with the scent of damp earth and... something weirdly metallic, and it's humid as hell in here. Water slowly rises and falls, like the cathedral's somehow "breathing" in sync with the pulsing barnacles, which seem to be harmonizing with the Sephirot's vessels - I can see tiny, swirling patterns etched into the stone walls, mirroring the paths I saw earlier. Umm, the air pressure's kinda... distorted, like there's a localized gravity anomaly around the altar.