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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water trickles through the cracked, overgrown stones of a sprawling, ancient Hindu temple complex. The air's thick with the scent of frankincense and damp soil, and umm, morning sunlight filtering in casts an uneven, shifting pattern across the moss-covered carvings that seem to be drawing a swarm of moths to form a series of cryptic yantras from the Dharanis. One section of the structure appears to be reversing its own erosion, weathered stone blocks shifting back into place as the ivy recedes and the intricate carvings refresh themselves to their former precision. It's dead quiet.