The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, ornate fountains... everywhere, like a huge, mirrored maze, reflecting each other... The air's thick, smells like overripe fruit, and it's really warm. Echo, gotta... keep... going... yawn... I think I see... umm, the Enochian Tree of Life just... carved into the fountain's center, but it's not, like, symmetrical or anything, and the water's flowing upwards, back into the spouts... weak cough...