The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, ancient temple is sinking into a lake of stagnant water, uh, surrounded by trees with roots made of corroded machinery. The air smells like burnt plastic and it's really still, like... my body's shutting down. Fish are swimming through the air, their scales catching the weak light of the sun, which is low in the sky, and the planet Mercury is somehow embedded in the temple's wall, covered in moss. My muscles are turning to stone, like...