The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's filtering through a haze of dust and smoke at the top of a pyramid, the air's thick and heavy... Umm, there's a scent of incense, I think, like sandal-free ceremonial stuff. A bunch of crows are flying around a chunk of ice embedded in one side of the pyramid, and some others are perched on a still-functional astronomical clock on another side, the clock's hands are moving smoothly. Like, a statue of the Ogdoad is somehow, uh, walking – not just standing, actively walking – around the base of the pyramid, leaving little disturbance in the still air.