The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystalline stalagmites are piercing the pale turquoise water of a flooded, ancient temple, their facets reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors as the air shimmers with an electric charge. The scent of smoldering patchouli and bergamot fills the still, heavy air, which feels primed for a storm despite the calm surface of the water. Outside, through the partially submerged entrance, the sun is simultaneously setting and rising at opposite points on the horizon. A series of cryptic symbols etched into the walls appears to be referencing the forbidden knowledge of the "Cyäegetics"...