The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, heavy mist swirls around a series of ancient, monolithic pillars, like, every surface is slick with condensation and... uh, covered in this thick, iridescent moss that seems to be emitting a low, humming noise. The air's cool and heavy with the scent of damp earth and something sweet, almost floral. In the distance, an impossible staircase seems to be twisting itself into existence, looping upwards into a spiral that somehow connects to a series of massive, floating stones hovering high above – and yet, they're all covered in vines and moss, like they've been sitting there forever.