The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, twisted, helical formations of what looks like some kind of wet, translucent ceramic material are bursting out of a dense thicket of crimson-colored vines, covering the facade of a massive, stepped pyramid that seems to be reflecting the pale light of the twin moons in impossible, fractal patterns. Water's slowly seeping out of the ceramic formations, infusing the ground with a faint, electric charge that's making my skin vibrate. The air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and the air pressure's fluctuating wildly, like a physical presence that's shifting and flowing around me...the entire pyramid is slowly rotating around its axis.