The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a dense swarm of locusts is somehow suspended in mid-air within the cavernous, ornate interior of what looks like a colossal, ancient South Indian temple dedicated to the goddess Kali... Air is thick with the stench of rot, decay, and smoke, and it's getting hotter, the humidity's unbearable. A twisted, nightmarish garland made of entrails, rusted guns, and ravaged motor parts hangs from the ceiling, seeming to be the focal point of a strange, malevolent energy emanating from it. Outside, it's like, late afternoon or something.