The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... dense, tangled vines cover the entire facade of an ancient, worn stone cathedral, which somehow appears to be made of the same rough-hewn, dark granite as the massive boulders scattered all over the dry, grassy hillside it sits on. Air's really dry and still, with this... earthy, sorta loamy smell that's kinda pleasant. Sun's pretty low in the sky, casting long shadows across the hill, but somehow the interior of the cathedral is lit up like it's midday, and it looks like a massive, iridescent crystal has somehow formed inside there.