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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dried animal hides are stacked haphazardly against a stone altar, umm, covered in the residue of what looks like a long-abandoned butchering process. The air reeks of rancid fat, and a swarm of iridescent flies hovers near a nearby trough, which is somehow filled with an endless supply of still-steaming blood. A sickly yellow haze hangs over everything, and it's eerily silent despite the apparent presence of the flies, except for the occasional sound of grinding stone, even though there's no apparent mechanism to produce it. Sunlight pours in through an open skylight high above, illuminating everything in a faintly orange glow.