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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly, pulsing tendrils of iridescent coral wrap around a massive, cyclopean stone door, like it's being slowly digested by some living entity. The air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and something sweetly metallic, and it's totally still - no breeze at all. The sky above is this pale, milky color, with what looks like the ghostly impression of a crescent moon burned into it, even though it's clearly mid-day. Water's somehow seeping upward from the door's surface, pooling into little mirror-like puddles that seem to be reflecting a totally different environment.