The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, blinding sunlight's pouring down on a massive, ancient quarry filled with half-cut marble blocks and old stone carvings. Like, the air feels heavy with dust and it smells strongly of wet stone. Dozens of abandoned pulleys and cranes are still somehow lifting massive stone slabs into the air, slowly, like they're being operated by invisible hands. Water's flowing uphill from the bottom of the quarry, forming these weird, crystalline structures that are attached to the stone carvings, and they're reflecting the sunlight in a way that's, umm, really messing with my eyes.