The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A gleaming, onyx pyramid rises from the center of a stagnant, algae-filled lake, its mirror-like surface reflecting the sickly, chartreuse-green hue of the surrounding mist. The air's heavy with an overpowering scent of decay and ozone, and it feels charged with electricity, like just before a thunderstorm. Umm... strands of fiber-optic "hair" sprout from the pyramid's apex, pulsing with a gentle, blue-green light that seems to be controlling the lake's water level, causing it to rhythmically flood and drain like a grotesque, mechanical lung. A low hum resonates through the pyramid.