The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, ancient stone pillars rise out of a thick layer of dust and debris, like, their intricate carvings worn smooth in some places, but the symbols etched into the stone still visible - references to the Thelemite concept of Hadit. Air's thick with the scent of old incense, and it's heavy with an electric charge, making the hairs on my arms stand on end. Sunlight's streaming in through a narrow opening high above, casting a warm glow over the space, and water's somehow, impossibly, flowing upwards through the pillars, forming a series of tiny, crystal-clear waterfalls that seem to defy gravity.