The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive stone monoliths are covered in iridescent, bioluminescent vines that seem to be responding to the faint, pulsating hum in the air, which smells like damp earth and moss. A pale, shimmering light's filtering in through the gaps in the monoliths, illuminating the thin, fog-like mist that's pooling on the ground... Like, the sky above is this sickly shade of yellow, with the constellations of the Lesser Key of Solomon perfectly mirrored on the ground below in tiny, flickering candles that seem to be arranged according to some obscure geomantic pattern.