The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rainwater's slowly filling a colossal, abandoned cenote, like, a mile-wide, open-pit mine thing that just ends abruptly. Uh, there's this one rock formation that looks just like a halved merkaba, half-submerged in the rising water, and the air's charged with this weird electricity that's causing all these tiny sparks on the water's surface. A series of Kabbalistic symbols – specifically, permutations of the 42-letter name – seem to be projected onto the surrounding walls, kinda... interacting with the slowly growing mineral crystals embedded in the stone. The air smells like rain, but it's really, really still down here.