The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, there's this massive, ancient stone statue in the middle of a sprawling, overgrown temple complex – looks like Angkor Wat or something – vines crawling up its legs and torso. Air's thick with the smell of damp earth and blooming flowers, and it's like, dead quiet except for this faint buzzing noise, like from a swarm of bees. My name's Kaelos... I think, or at least that's what I keep telling myself, but sometimes I feel like it's slipping away. The statue's eyes seem to be slowly shifting, like its gaze is tracking the movement of the sun in the sky.