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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A narrow, winding staircase made of worn, black stone spirals downward into darkness. Umm, it's really humid in here, the air's thick with moisture, and I can smell damp earth and something metallic. Schools of tiny, iridescent insects are fluttering up the staircase, illuminating the dark walls with a shifting, ethereal light. The staircase somehow connects to the bottom of an active volcano – molten lava is flowing straight up the staircase, yet the stone steps remain solid and unscathed, and the air is surprisingly cool despite the inferno.