The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a massive, ancient dolmen is half-buried in a dense thicket of rhododendrons, its moss-covered stones reflecting the pale morning sun filtering through the canopy above. The air is heavy with the smell of damp earth and blooming flowers, and it's weirdly still, except for the faint humming of a small, levitating engine somehow embedded in the dolmen's central stone. A bunch of dead leaves are getting swept into neat piles around the dolmen, like an invisible force is tidying up the area. The engine's hum seems to be charging the air with an electric current.