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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, hand-hewn stones form a stepped pyramid structure in the center of a desert valley. Umm, the air's dry, no wind at all, and the sun beats down, hanging high in a pale blue sky with a wispy crescent moon visible in the distance. Water trickles silently up the pyramid's sides, somehow freezing into glittering sheets of ice at the base, despite the scorching desert heat, and I can smell the sweetness of wet sandstone... and a weird, burnt offering scent wafts from the apex.