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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm looking at thousands of crystal-encased pomegranates scattered across the cracked, earthen floor of an ancient, abandoned hypogeum. Umm, the air's dry and stale, with a faint, acrid smell of damp soil and a hint of bergamot, and the only sound is the soft, intermittent creaking of ancient wooden beams supporting the cavernous roof. Above the entrance, an upside-down waterfall seems to be flowing seamlessly from the sky, forming a shimmering, turquoise curtain that illuminates the space with a soft, diffused light, despite the darkness outside.