The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Cracked, worn stones of varying colors make up a massive, sprawling mosaic on the ground, depicting some kind of esoteric solar system with concentric celestial paths I don't recognize. Like, the air's heavy and stale, no breeze or wind at all, and there's this weird metallic scent I've never smelled before. A sign etched into the stone above the mosaic reads "Gnostikoi Aethonics Laboratory" with weird, arcane symbols scattered around it that seem to be shifting, rearranging themselves without any visible cause or effect on their surroundings. Uh, the sun's apparently standing still in the sky.