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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the air is thick with incense as I gaze upon a vast, ornate cathedral made entirely of some crystalline material, its facets reflecting shards of light from the setting sun. The atmosphere inside is still, heavy with anticipation, and I see tendrils of fog curling around the pews like ethereal fingers. Outside, a low-hanging, blood-red moon casts an otherworldly glow on the cathedral's surface, which appears to be slowly shifting and reforming its own architecture in sync with a low, almost imperceptible hum. The stone statue of a Ouroboros on the altar seems to be consuming its own tail in an endless loop.