The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain's pouring down through the dense foliage of a lush, tropical jungle, and water's cascading over the edge of this massive, ancient stone dam that's somehow still holding back a lake's worth of water. The air's thick with the smell of wet earth and decaying leaves, and it's pretty humid, with a faint electric charge that's making my skin prickle. Like, a school of bioluminescent fish are swimming in the turbulent water below, their blue-green scales lighting up the darkness beneath the dam, and somehow, the dam itself is covered in perfect, microscopic replicas of Egyptian hieroglyphics.