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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered stained-glass windows filter sunlight, casting colorful, jagged patterns across the stone floor of a long-abandoned church. The air's heavy with the stench of rot and decay, the humidity intense, and I can smell ozone in the air, like... an electric charge building up. Meanwhile, on the decrepit altar, a large, ornate, Gothic-style reliquary somehow contains what appears to be a pulsating, crystallized chunk of pure, moonlight-colored Nothingness - it's just this perfect, transparent absence of anything. Umm, outside, a fierce storm seems to be brewing on the horizon.