The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the entire sky is a deep, burning crimson as I... stumble through this ancient, sprawling step pyramid in the middle of a dense, misty jungle, air thick with the smell of decay and overgrowth. Water flows upwards from the cracks in the stone, collecting into tiny rivulets that weave through the structure, somehow maintaining a perfectly level surface despite the uneven terrain. Shafts of faint sunlight filter through the canopy above, casting an eerie glow on the gemstones scattered across the steps - they seem to be shifting positions, rearranging themselves to spell out a single, repeating phrase: "EX IGNE VERITAS."