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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, peeling frescoes cover the domed ceiling of a small, baroque chapel, like... it's been partially reclaimed by the swamp that surrounds it. The air's heavy with the scent of rotting vegetation and there's this low, almost imperceptible thrum coming from the altar, where a faint, crystalline lattice seems to be embedded in the stone itself. The late morning sun casts a slanted beam of light through the chapel's solitary window, illuminating a small, delicate model of the Ouroboros, made of what looks like a single, curved piece of polished obsidian.