The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's filtering down through a massive, jagged opening above, illuminating this huge, abandoned, partially buried amphitheater. The air's really dry, smells like aged stone... Part of the ancient, weathered seating's displaying these intricate, etched patterns from Aztec mythology, somehow merged with the twisted, thorny vines overgrowing the structure, and they're subtly shifting as if alive. A section of the stone floor's reflecting a miniature, inverted version of the Grand Canyon, complete with tiny, slowly flowing rivers and a miniature sun moving across the "sky."