The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Air's thick with incense and something sweet, like overripe fruit. Shafts of light cut through the swirling mist in this Buddhist gompa, illuminating gemstones scattered across the altar, and the murals depicting Asuras, those...anti-deities from Vedic myth. Umm, a statue of Mahakala sits at the center, its eyes seeming to shift, repositioning the stars outside to align with the Kabbalistic Tree of Life cast on the floor. Water somehow seeps into intricate, golden mandalas etched into the walls, flowing upwards, despite gravity.