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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's thick with the scent of frankincense, and a pale golden light's casting long shadows across a massive, ornate wooden organ's intricately carved facade, like, its pipes are stretching up toward a vaulted stone ceiling that's somehow made of this gleaming, iridescent material. Water's seeping through the organ's base, collecting in a narrow, silver-edged trough that's feeding into a small, still pool, and a low, almost imperceptible hum's resonating through the air, perfectly in tune with the hum from that baptismal font I found earlier. Outside, the sun's shining upward from the ground.