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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, dark crimson sap is oozing from massive, ancient tree trunks, like they're slowly bleeding into the dense underbrush. The air's heavy with the stench of rotting vegetation, and it feels like it's pressing down on me, making my ears ache. The trees are swaying violently in the still air, their twisted roots somehow grasping for a grotesque, crystalline statue of a mythical Lindworm in the center of the clearing, its body covered in iridescent fungal growths that seem to be pulsating with an otherworldly energy. The sky above is a sickly shade of yellow, as if it's infected.