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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rough-hewn stone monoliths pierce the sky like shards of bone, umm, half-buried in a tangle of overgrown thorns and brambles that seem to writhe and twist in the flickering sunlight. Air's heavy with the scent of damp earth, ozone, and something almost metallic, and it's got this charged feeling, like it's waiting for something to happen – a storm's brewing, dark clouds boiling over the horizon. Water somehow flows upwards, pooling in a series of ancient, Celtic symbol-etched cauldrons set into the stone, each containing what appears to be a perfect, fully-formed crystal lattice of a nautilus shell.