The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense fog's seeping through a sprawling, abandoned Buddhist monastery... Air's got this thick, heavy stillness, like it's trapped here forever. The walls are slowly, quietly, seeping a liquid, pulsing lattice pattern that looks eerily similar to a representation of the Akashic Records, but it's just merging seamlessly with the decaying stone... In the center, part of the North Sentinel Island just rises up, jutting through the stone floor like it's been here all along.