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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered fragments of stained glass are scattered across the worn stone floor of a deserted, Gothic-style cathedral, its vaulted ceiling lost in darkness. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of old incense, and it's chilly, like the warmth's been sucked out. A delicate, lace-like pattern of frost is slowly spreading across the intricate carvings on the altar, even though it feels like it's around 60 degrees in here. Outside, through the shattered rose window, I see the sun hovering at the precise 19.47 degrees of the ecliptic, as if stuck in perpetual celestial alignment.