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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's filtering through the stained-glass ceiling of a sprawling, abandoned aviary, casting rainbow patterns on the overgrown vegetation below. The air's thick with the smell of damp feathers and decaying wood, with a faint static charge making the hairs on my arms stand up, and it's pretty humid, like... after a recent storm. A massive, crystalline formation of the Sri Yantra is somehow embedded in the center of the aviary, surrounded by hundreds of perfectly preserved, antique birdcages - all of which seem to be containing tiny, still images of thunderstorms. Uh, the birdcages are quietly humming.