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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, twisted vines wrap around the remains of an ancient, cyclopean astronomical observatory, like, overgrown and reclaimed by the jungle. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of blooming flowers and the stillness is oppressive, with an electric charge hanging just above the underbrush. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the observatory's central axis, defying gravity, and forming a perfect, swirling vortex that seems to be drawing in the surrounding foliage. The sun's at a low angle, casting long shadows across the jungle floor, and I can hear the faint whisper of shifting, cosmically-aligned gears deep beneath the earth.