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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a crescent moon is somehow wedged into a hollowed-out, ancient temple ceiling, casting this soft, lunar glow on what looks like an ocean of solidified salt beneath. The air's heavy with a scent of dampness and age, and it's totally still, like there's no movement at all, despite a series of waves frozen in time, radiating outwards from the center. Shattered fragments of, I don't know, something crystalline, litter the surface of the salt sea, reflecting tiny shafts of light up towards the moon, which, for some reason, seems to be pulling the shadows off objects rather than casting them.