The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, symmetrical stone statues of forgotten Mesopotamian deities loom in the heart of a dense, misty jungle, somehow supporting the gnarled, crimson roots of ancient, dead trees that still seem to be pulling moisture out of the air. Like, the humidity is crazy in here, and it's almost noon judging by the sun beating down on the canopy above. The trees appear to be covered in this eerie, swirling symbol that's carved into their trunks, and a weird, buzzing energy is emanating from them - I can literally feel it in my teeth, somehow. Umm, the statues themselves are generating a massive, circular pattern in the undergrowth that's just, like, totally undisturbed by the trees or anything else.