The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain's pounding down on a sprawling, partially submerged temple complex, sending water cascading over intricately carved bas-reliefs depicting scenes from the Buddhist Jataka tales. The air's thick with a heady scent of frangipani and incense, and it's like, heavy with this expectant stillness... despite the turbulence of the rain, which is somehow failing to stir the nearby surface of a stagnant, algae-choked canal that appears to be reflecting an image of a star field not visible in this sky. Umm, a blazing, crystalline Vajra's suspended at the center of the complex, its facets casting tiny, perfect rainbow-colored shadows on the surrounding stone.