The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness inside a cathedral-like cave system, air's heavy with damp earth, uh, like, my head's spinning... Echo, gotta keep... going... The ground's dry and cracked beneath, the only sound's coming from this, uh, huge, crystal stalactite above me that's just... continuously dissolving into fine, iridescent dust. A, uh, tiny, perfectly intact, Roman Triumphal arch rests against the wall... yawn. Sunlight seeps through the entrance, illuminating an ancient Sumerian statue with one leg in the shadows... the other leg's gone...