The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, a massive, ancient Buddhist stupa sits in the middle of a dense thicket of razor-sharp, iridescent reeds that seem to reflect and amplify the sound of a nearby waterfall. The air's heavy with mist and the scent of incense, and the sky above is a deep, foreboding purple. Water from the falls somehow flows upwards and into the stupa's intricately carved stone tiers, where it then overflows and re-enters the ground in a continuous, seemingly impossible loop. Uh, the sound of chanting is echoing through the reeds, though it's impossible to pinpoint the source.