The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered, ornate tiles somehow reassemble themselves on the facade of this massive, stepped pyramid as water gushes out from the center, creating a sprawling, mirror-like lake that stretches to the horizon. The air's heavy with the scent of damp earth and something sweet, like... honey, and it's really still, no breeze at all. Umm, a steady, pulsating hum emanates from within the pyramid, making the tiles vibrate, and I can see this pair of massive, black stone wings unfolding from the apex, casting a dark, symmetrical shadow across the lake's surface.