The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water cascades down massive, stone reliefs of Mesopotamian gods in a cavernous underground ziggurat, echoing with the sound of rushing liquid and faint whispers in a forgotten language. The air is thick with damp earth and myrrh, lit by an eerie, pulsating glow from the lapis lazuli inlays. Shafts of light from a setting sun outside somehow penetrate the solid stone, illuminating ritualistic artifacts and a series of crystal formations suspended above the water, drawing energy from the structure's central, gravity-defying vortex that's slowly lifting water upwards from the floor. Uh, it's really still in here.