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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Late morning sun shines through a stained-glass window in a massive, ornate cathedral, somehow buried beneath the surface of a dense, icy glacier. Uh, the air's crisp with a faint scent of incense as a steady stream of intricately carved stone statues pours out of a large, rusty pipe, piling up in the nave. Like, the sound of gentle, whispery chanting echoes through the space, even though it's empty. The statues, still covered in a fine layer of dust, somehow arrange themselves in precise, symmetrical rows across the cold stone floor.