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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Vines are slowly crawling upwards a dilapidated, rusted oil derrick in the middle of a dense, misty rainforest, somehow leaving behind intricate, swirling patterns etched into the steel beams. Like, a low, pulsating hum's coming from the derrick's drill bit, which appears to be emitting a faint, fractal geometry that's warping the air around it. Uh, water's somehow flowing upwards through the derrick's pipes, merging with a series of vast, crystalline structures that are filling the rainforest, their facets reflecting the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy above. It's late afternoon, judging by the sun's angle.