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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled vines are slowly unraveling themselves from around a colossal, ancient statue, partially buried in a swampy clearing, its worn face serene but intent, somehow unbroken despite thick moss covering it. The air's heavy with damp earth and vegetation, sunlight filtering through the dense canopy in dappled, diffuse patterns that cast no shadows. Umm, tiny, crystalline shards are somehow repairing cracks in the statue's surface, the sound eerily like whispering. The statue's stone hand is slowly uncurling, a low hum resonating through the clearing that tastes vaguely metallic.