The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water-covered roots stretch upward like grasping fingers from the depths of an overgrown, forgotten cenote, with leaves and vines tangled across the surface, filtering sunlight and creating this... eerie, diffuse glow. Schools of blind fish dart through the darkness, their bioluminescent spots casting flickering shadows on the stone walls. Umm... the air's really still, and the pressure's weirdly high, but somehow this giant, ornate replica of the ouroboros – easily the size of a house – has become physically stuck in the roots, as if it just grew there, somehow warping the stone and vegetation around it.