The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly coral formations are covering every inch of a sprawling, abandoned Hindu temple, with like, iridescent shells and pearls scattered everywhere. The air's thick with this sweet, incense scent and the sound of low, muted chanting seems to be coming from within the structure itself. Water's somehow flowing upwards, pooling in mid-air above the central shrine, and a bunch of swirling, ethereal lights are slowly arranging themselves to mirror the layout of the Sephirot in Kabbalistic tradition. The sunlight's casting this surreal, dappled glow across everything, and I can feel a weird, static charge building in the air.