The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, multi-tiered ziggurat, overgrown with vines, rises above the dense jungle canopy, with umm... hundreds of those weird iridescent plants, like 'moonflowers' or whatever, wrapped around each level. It's humid and the air's charged with electricity – smells like ozone, but, uh, no thunderstorm's in sight; the sky above is this sickly pale yellow, and... the sun seems stuck at mid-morning. As I look, the moonflowers suddenly synchronously twitch their petals, unleashing tiny, glimmering orbs that cascade down the stepped sides of the pyramid like some natural, shimmering waterfall...