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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, crystalline stalactites hang from the ceiling of an enormous, naturally formed cathedral, reflecting the pale blue sun's light that filters through a series of perfectly circular skylights. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of burning sage, and it feels like the humidity's just about nonexistent... like, the air's super dry. The space is totally still, except for a small, mechanical bird perched on a nearby outcropping, its feathers rustling as it silently types out a steady stream of tweets on an invisible keyboard, the words "GAZE GRIT CRAFT" repeating over and over.