The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crushed stone pillars somehow hold up the weight of the massive, abandoned temple complex, half-submerged in a swamp of black, stagnant water. Umm... the air's heavy with rot and decay, can smell it through my nose and taste it on my tongue... really making me queasy. A massive, mechanical scorpion tail thing rises from the center of the structure, just slowly... tearing into the stone with these razor-sharp claws, like it's excavating something. Echo, c'mon, man, stay awake, you're... really fading...