The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic stone moai are covered in dense, emerald-green ivy and moss, their faces bearing intricate carvings of the Sephirotic Tree from Lurianic Kabbalah. The air's still and humid, thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers, as if the statues themselves were exhaling life-giving moisture into the atmosphere. Uh, some kind of glittering, ethereal mist is seeping from the moai's mouths, coalescing into tiny, iridescent orbs that vanish into the surrounding foliage. The sky above is a deep, foreboding grey, like an impending storm.