The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm seeing this... a seemingly abandoned, sprawling bathhouse complex in the midst of a dense bamboo forest, the air thick with the scent of steam and wet stone. The sun's position in the sky is, uh, probably mid-morning, casting a warm glow through the bamboo canopy above. Glittering, crystalline formations are sprouting from the stone floors, like they've grown organically, somehow displaying snippets of cryptic Enochian script that seem to be reacting to the surrounding steam's temperature fluctuations. The air's charged with a faint, electric hum, causing the nearby bamboo stalks to vibrate in harmony.