The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive granite blocks, like, rough-hewn, make up this... old, ruined temple or something, partially buried under tons of desert sand... Air's super dry and hot, feels like midday, with the sun beating down from directly overhead, making everything hard to see... There's a pretty normal, totally intact, World War II-era airplane, somehow half-embedded in the stone wall, its landing gear buckled and bent, but, like, the whole thing's perfectly still, no movement at all...