The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone slabs covered in moss and ivy form a maze in the middle of a mist-shrouded valley, under a pale gray sky. The air's still, heavy with the scent of damp earth, and it's quiet, except for the gentle hum of the Earth's ley lines, like, vibrating through the ground. In the center of the maze, a series of cryptic symbols etched into the stone seem to be slowly rearranging themselves to mirror the movements of a flock of starlings flying overhead. Umm, the valley somehow exists in multiple places at once, reflected in the movements of the symbols.