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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, ancient stone heads are half-buried in the jungle undergrowth, moss and vines crawling up their faces, with leaves and branches tangled in their carved hair. The air's thick with humidity, and the smell of decaying plant matter fills my nostrils. Water trickles out of the mouths of the stone heads, flowing uphill to feed the roots of towering kapok trees that somehow never seem to drop their massive seed pods, even though they're clearly ripe. The early morning sunlight filters through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows across everything.