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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered remnants of what looks like a gutted, crystalline cathedral are strewn across a jagged, black rock outcropping, like, eerily still against the background of an impending thunderstorm. The air's thick with the stench of ozone and decay as a massive, twitching, mechanical eyeball - somehow embedded in the outcropping's center - steadily pulsates with a rhythmic, bioluminescent glow, illuminating the surrounding, twisted wreckage. Uh, the sky above appears to be literally unraveling, thread by thread, as a faint, whispered recitation of the entirety of the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum echoes through the air. The impending storm seems to be growing closer.