The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of ivy crawl up the crumbling stone façade of a ruined monastery, as if trying to reclaim the structure. Umm, the heavy air is thick with the scent of damp earth and moss, the only sound the gentle dripping of water echoing off the walls... a diffuse, emerald-green glow emanates from within. In the central courtyard, a statue of the Ouroboros serpent consuming its own tail appears to be slowly unraveling, its stone coils unwinding like a living thing, the serpent's body somehow remaining intact despite being stretched across the ground like a discarded ribbon.