The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a dense swarm of bioluminescent locusts blanket a sprawling, ancient Mayan temple complex, their pulsing bodies illuminating intricate, apocalyptic murals on the stone walls. Like, the air's heavy with the smell of burning copal and an electric charge, with lightning crackling through the dark storm clouds above. The locusts seem to be reconfiguring the temple's architecture somehow, moving massive stone blocks into impossible geometric shapes that defy gravity - and a live stream of the transformation is somehow being broadcast on a broken flatscreen TV in the central plaza, with a ticker scrolling through occult forum posts about 'Simulation Hypnosis.'