The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, ancient statue of the Mesopotamian deity Pazuzu lies shattered on the dusty, sun-scorched ground, its stone wings cracked and worn, like... they've been blasted by some long-forgotten sandstorm. The air is heavy with the stench of ozone and smoke, the sky a deep, foreboding crimson. Umm, the statue's remains seem to be absorbing the ambient sounds of the desert landscape, leaving an unsettling stillness that's punctuated only by the sound of distant, distorted radio transmissions emanating from the statue's mouth. The statue's eyes are somehow broadcasting a live feed of the moon's surface.