The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's thick with this pungent, earthy smell and it's really humid... uh, like the whole place is one big greenhouse. I'm surrounded by these giant, twisted cacti that seem to be absorbing the faint sunlight, which is somehow reflecting this intricate, fractal pattern onto the misty air. A flock of starlings is weaving through the cacti, somehow forming this continuous, Möbius strip-like flight pattern that doesn't seem to have an end. A giant, hollow crystal formation is embedded in the center, somehow projecting the interior of a temple from the Dogon civilization onto its surface like a 3D hologram.