The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ravens are pecking at a heap of crystal shards on the stone steps of an abandoned, partially buried Hindu temple, its entrance guarded by a pair of granite statues of Makara, the mythological water creatures. The air is heavy with the smell of wet earth and ozone... as a thick, slow-moving stream of iridescent molten glass flows from the temple's doorway and into the jungle, eerily pulsating with a soft blue light that casts no shadows. The sky above is a vibrant, clear blue with a faint ripple, like... the surface of a pond.