The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, emerald-green moss blankets a sprawling, abandoned dolmen, the massive stones weathered and cracked as if centuries old. Sunlight filtering through the moss above casts a diffuse, emerald glow, like, uh, an eerie ambient light within the dolmen's narrow passages. The air's heavy with dampness, no wind, not even a whisper, but outside I can hear the faint hum of a massive, unseen waterfall. One of the dolmen's upright stones has grown crystalline, angular tendrils, piercing the earth like shards, still pulsing with an otherworldly, golden light.