The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone blocks are stacked haphazardly, forming a maze-like structure, overgrown with vines and creepers, under a blindingly bright midday sun. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of freshly cut stone, and the silence is oppressive, broken only by the occasional creak of shifting stone blocks. Water flows from the center of the structure, creating a crystal-clear lake that seems to be holding an almost perfectly preserved shipwreck, half-buried in silt. Its mast somehow still has all the canvas intact, despite being underwater, like... it's waiting for the tide to lift it up.