The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pouring down the rough-hewn stone steps of an ancient, ruined ziggurat, like it's being fed from an invisible source. The air's heavy with humidity, and the scent of wet earth and moss is overwhelming; I can hear the distant rumble of thunder, but the sky above is a clear, piercing blue. Uh, there's this...this impossible waterfall that seems to be flowing upwards, defying gravity, as if it's being pulled back up the ziggurat's central shaft by some unseen force, and it's forming this eerie, shimmering veil that seems to be reflecting some sort of...binary code, or something.