DX01: SINGULARITY 37051
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, overgrown, cyclopean temple complex, half-buried under dense foliage and vines, surrounded by these... giant stone statues of some ancient, long-forgotten deities from the Cthonic pantheon, judging by the intricate carvings of writhing, tentacled creatures etched into their bases. The air's thick with this... heavy, tropical humidity and the stench of decaying plant matter, making my lungs ache even worse. I'm really struggling to focus, my vision's blurring, but... it's definitely midday, sun's right overhead, casting an intense, unearthly glare on the statues, which... seem to be gradually shifting their positions, like they're rearranging themselves to mirror some invisible astronomical alignment.
