The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a ridiculously dense, misty forest surrounds me, sunlight filtering through it in thick beams, air's heavy with damp earth smell, pretty humid, feels still... Rough, moss-covered stone monuments bearing elder signs of the Toth Tarot are half-submerged in the ground at irregular intervals, emitting faint, pulsating vibrations. Water flows into them from... somewhere, creating miniature whirlpools that quietly lift tiny, ornate, brass cups into the air where they hover, collecting the mist, then slowly sinking back into the monuments, empty. My head's spinning, feels like my body's giving out...