The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rainwater's pouring straight up from the bottom of a massive, abandoned quarry, like, filling the air with this intense smell of wet stone. It's humid as hell and there's this weird, buzzing static in the air that's making the rain droplets hang suspended in mid-air. Giant, moss-covered boulders are scattered around the quarry floor, some of them with huge, ancient-looking doors carved into their sides, and... uh, a bunch of them are slowly opening by themselves. The air's dead still, no wind at all, but the sun's shining down through a break in the clouds overhead.