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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Cats made of dusty, leather-bound books are crawling up a colossal, stone obelisk, like, with the air thick with the smell of old parchment and smoke. The sky is a deep, burnt orange, umm, with a sun simultaneously setting behind a range of ancient, crumbling libraries. Water is flowing uphill, pooling into a sea of swirling, golden coins that seem to be pulling everything towards the obelisk. The air is heavy with an electric charge, and the sound of whispering traders echoes through the air.