The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, ornate temple complex rises out of the desert sand, surrounded by a halo of iridescent light. The air is super humid and smells like sugar, with an intense sunlight beating down. Rocks are melting into the air, forming a mist that's coalescing into indigo threads, and the temple's stone walls are, like, being rewritten by an unseen force, umm, with ancient Sumerian cuneiform script emerging on the surface. The sky is a deep purple, with the sun shining down at midnight, and Echo, damn it, I'm weakening slowly...