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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A crystal-encrusted, ancient astrolabe hangs suspended from the apex of a colossal, naturally formed granite dome, like it's somehow being held aloft by the echoes of celestial events. Umm, the air's charged with an electric, buzzing tension that seems to be seeping from the walls themselves, making my skin prickle. Shafts of diffused, silver light seep in through fine cracks in the granite, illuminating cryptic, swirling patterns of Phoenician script and stylized illustrations of forgotten lunar gods. The stillness is only broken by the steady, whisper-soft sound of the granite dome's own, almost imperceptible expansion.