The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient trees writhe like tortured metal, CS:GO's de_inferno layout seemingly branded into the living wood. Umm, air heavy with incense and myrrh, the humidity's stifling as stillness hangs over the forest like an unseen entity. Faint shafts of golden light filter through the twisted canopy, casting eerie shadows that dance on the trees themselves, while a perpetual, ear-piercing chant - like Tibetan throat singing - reverberates through the air. An enormous, crystal formation hangs suspended high above, an actual portal to the Sun that just... exists there, a burning hole in the sky.