The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive, ancient stone Buddha statue sits in the middle of a dense, vibrant jungle, surrounded by nothing but lush, emerald-green foliage and a few brightly colored macaws perched on the statue's shoulders. The air's thick with humidity and the smell of blooming flowers, and it's probably late morning judging by the warm, dappled light filtering through the canopy. Like, a family of otters is busy polishing the statue's intricate carvings using what looks like soft, white cloths, and somehow, the statue's stone eyes are slowly changing color to match the shifting hues of the surrounding foliage. A gentle breeze carries the sound of softly burbling water.