The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, shattered stained glass windows filter the pale, late afternoon sunlight into what looks like an abandoned, Romanesque-style cathedral. A massive, stone statue of some ancient, forgotten deity lies broken and toppled, its stone innards spilled out like entrails, as if something inside burst free. The air's heavy with the stench of rot and decay, and the silence is oppressive, punctuated by the sound of water dripping upwards, collecting into tiny, quivering droplets that hover on the stone ceiling, before dropping back down to the floor. A bloodstained, ornate chalice somehow... refills itself, steaming with an otherworldly incense.