The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of moss-covered vines wrap around an ancient, crumbling Mayan temple, like, it's totally covered in them. The air's got this heavy, humid quality, and it smells like decay and vegetation. Water's somehow seeping out of the intricate carvings on the walls and forming these impossible geometric shapes in mid-air, which just hang there, not falling or moving. A perfect beam of sunlight slices through the air, highlighting a giant, pixelated Minecraft Creeper somehow embedded into the stone above the temple entrance, its face frozen in a scream.