The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: There's a levitating, ruined stone staircase suspended high above a crystal-clear cenote, surrounded by dense jungle foliage that seems to be reflected perfectly in the still water below. The air's thick with the smell of decaying plant matter, and umm, I can feel the air's heavy humidity settling on my skin. A partially disassembled M1 Abrams tank is inexplicably lodged in the branches of a nearby kapok tree, with what appears to be an unopened, factory-sealed crate of Pokémon cards visible in its open turret hatch. The sky above is a brilliant blue with not a cloud in sight.