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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-soaked, cryptic symbols etched into the bark of a massive, twisted baobab tree seem to be reflecting a sickly, pulsing glow from the nearby, iridescent salt formations. Thousands of twitching, mechanical, centipede-like appendages sprout from the tree's roots, grasping at the air with an unsettling, arthritic slowness. The air is heavy with the stench of decay and feels charged with an electric current, making my skin crawl; it's like, humid as hell and the sky above is this deep, foreboding purple, with the sun somehow simultaneously setting and stuck at the horizon. Water from a nearby spring appears to be flowing upwards into the tree.