The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of a black, vine-like plant wrap around a monolithic dolmen, its stone surface covered in moss and lichen. Uh, the air's heavy with the scent of damp earth and the sound of dripping water echoes through the stillness. The sky above is a deep, foreboding grey, like, with this one weird patch of turquoise that seems to be reflecting an image of a nebula that isn't actually there – the stars and clouds in the reflection are shifting in real-time, matching no known astronomical pattern. The dolmen itself seems to be warping the local gravity, causing water to flow upwards, forming tiny, impossible geysers around its base.