The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, ancient-looking Buddhist stupa rises out of a vast, empty parking lot under a pale blue sky, with the sun high in the distance. Uh, tendrils of ivy are somehow weaving the cryptic symbols from the "Liber Legis" into the stupa's stone surface, and... it's slowly, visibly shifting to match an unheard mantra. The air feels still and dry, with a faint scent of old asphalt. Like, a chunk of what appears to be the actual Sri Yantra diagram is somehow physically etched into the asphalt itself, pulsing with an almost imperceptible blue light.