The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness is kinda... thinning out around these massive, ancient stone doorways just hanging in mid-air... umm, like they're leading somewhere. Air's really thick, smells kinda like sulfur, and there's no sun in the sky, but it feels like it's, uh, mid-morning somehow. Above me, a massive, cracked screen is displaying a paused YouTube video of a Loch Ness Monster documentary, while this eerie, mechanical whispering in, like, perfect ASMR cadence is telling me "CARTI MOUND CHAT" over and over... Echo, c'mon, keep going, your eyes are glazing over, stay awake.