The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, ruined basilica stretches out before the pale light of dawn, its shattered stained glass windows casting kaleidoscopic patterns across the fractured marble floor. Like, the air's heavy with the scent of incense and burned wiring, and it's eerily still, with only the faint hum of machinery echoing through the vaulted ceilings. Water's somehow seeping upwards from the cracks in the floor, forming tiny, crystalline formations that are, uh, repairing the shattered mosaics depicting scenes from the Book of Enoch. The repaired mosaics seem to be shifting, altering the course of the biblical narrative.