The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's cascading down a massive, ornate staircase in the center of a vast, abandoned temple, pooling into a lake of what appears to be liquid mercury that's reflecting the pale moonlight filtering through the shattered skylight above. The air's heavy with the stench of rot and decay, and there's this constant low-frequency hum echoing off the stone walls, making the air vibrate with an electric charge. Umm, nearby, a section of the stone floor seems to be... devouring itself, like, chunks of stone are disappearing into this void, and somehow the staircase is repairing itself, reconstituting from the liquid mercury.