The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grey pebbles crunch underfoot, as if recently rained on, though the sky above is an intense blue. I see an intricately carved Sarcophagus of Setesh covered in lichen and moss, partially buried in the slope of a massive dune of black sand that somehow hasn't fallen onto the pebbles. A fine hum fills the air, like... some sort of live wire, but nothing's visible. Umm, the sun beats down relentlessly from the top of the sky, and the air feels like it's charged, but it's not affecting the tiny iridescent butterflies dancing around the sarcophagus.