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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's dripping steadily from the worn, stone edges of a massive, abandoned cistern, like, echoing off the stillness. The air's musty and stale, with an undercurrent of frankincense, and the only light is coming from a narrow slit in the stone ceiling above, where a thin slice of the pale sun's visible. Umm, somehow, a delicate, flowering vine has grown from the stone floor, twisting up into the darkness, its roots seemingly sinking into the solid rock. The vine's flowers are... slowly orbiting their stems, like they're attached to tiny, invisible wheels.