The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Heavy, syrupy rain is still coming down from the sky in sheets, but I'm not getting wet - somehow it's all being repelled by the faintly shimmering surface of a huge, geodesic dome that's surrounding me. Uh, inside the dome it's dry and calm, and I see this massive, stone statue of what looks like the Baphomet idol from Eliphas Lévi's occult writings, its wings and tail twisted in impossible ways. Like, the air's thick with an intense, heavy scent that's kinda like myrrh but not quite, and there's this super-low thrumming vibration going on.