The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness... just total darkness everywhere, like it's night but there's no stars. Air's really dry, feels like I'm choking. Umm... seems I'm in a massive cave system, walls just stretch up into the darkness. And... there's a statue of the Winged Bull of Khorsabad, just... just sitting there in front of me... its face... looking upwards at the impossible, uh, swirling gateway of concentric hexagons suspended in mid-air, like it's physically holding the air in place... Echo, not... much... weak whisper.