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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly fungal growths, like tendrils, are spreading across these massive stone monoliths that somehow seem to be made of iridescent mother of pearl, reflecting hues of pink and turquoise in the late afternoon light. The air is crisp, with an earthy, damp smell and a low electric charge building up, giving my skin a weird tingle. Uh, small wisps of vapor trail behind what appears to be a school of massive, airborne coelacanths effortlessly navigating through the still air above. Shadows of some invisible force seem to be rippling across the ground beneath my feet.