The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive stone columns, covered in ancient runes, are arranged in a perfect hexagon, surrounding this... glowing latticework thing that's reflecting every color of the rainbow. The air's dry and still, with a sweet, slightly smoky smell, like incense, but I feel a weird electric charge on my skin, like the air's charged with static. Above, the pale pink sky's visible through a domed ceiling, with the unmoving sun right overhead, illuminating the space in an eerie, uniform light. Water seems to be flowing up the columns, defying gravity, and pooling at the top, where it just sort of... disappears.