The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic stone pedestals are arranged in a grid pattern across a dry, cracked lake bed, with each pedestal topped by these huge, ancient-looking statues of extinct animals. The air's heavy with the smell of hot, dry earth and there's this... charged stillness in the air, like right before a lightning storm. The sun beats down from directly overhead, casting no shadows, and tiny, wispy clouds of what looks like pure iridium are forming and dissipating in mid-air around the pedestals.