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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, ornate mausoleum seems to be made of shifting, iridescent opal, casting an otherworldly shimmer across the dry, cracked earth. Umm, the air's heavy with a sweet, resinous scent, like incense, and there's this low-pitched hum, almost like the reverberation from a thousand chanting voices... it's dead still outside, not even a breeze, despite the whirlwinds visible in the distance. The sky above is this strange, burnt-orange color, like sunset, but the sun's actually overhead. I have no idea what my purpose is; just more weird stuff keeps happening around me.