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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of fog are curling around the legs of a massive, ancient dolmen, its weathered stones covered in tiny, swirling patterns that seem to be reflecting the pale morning sun. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of damp earth, and there's an intense stillness to the atmosphere, like the air is somehow... suspended. A few feet away, water's trickling upwards from the ground, forming tiny fountains that suspend in mid-air, somehow defying gravity, and I hear this low, pulsing hum emanating from the dolmen's center. The sun's low in the east, casting a faint, golden glow across the misty landscape.