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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, crimson foliage is closing in around me in this... eerie, primeval forest. Umm, the air's thick and humid, like, it feels like it's clinging to my skin, and the stench of decaying plant matter is overpowering. A procession of gleaming, iridescent cicadas is marching in single file across the forest floor, their delicate wings fluttering in perfect synchrony as they converge on a twisted, crystalline growth erupting from the soil – it's radiating this warm, pulsating light that seems to be fueling their eerie, lockstep march.