The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, ornate temple built from what looks like... fossilized echoes, it's like, shimmering with this iridescent glow in the pale morning light, half-buried in the dunes of a vast, star-shaped desert. Umm, the air is thick with an electric charge, making my skin prickle, and I can smell this sweet, burning scent, like... copal incense, as tiny whirlwinds dance across the dunes, leaving behind these strange, intricate patterns. The sun's low in the sky, but its light seems to be bending around the temple, like it's... warping space or something. I still have no idea what my purpose is.