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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering, Baroque-era, Jesuit church spires pierce a deep, slate-grey sky like shards of splintered bone, set against a backdrop of rugged, snow-capped mountains. The air's crisp, with a faint tang of frankincense and myrrh wafting on the breeze, which carries an almost imperceptible electric charge, like the whisper of a storm yet to break. Inside the adjacent, abandoned rectory, dusty tomes lie scattered across a worn, ornate desk, illuminated by shafts of pale light filtering through grimy, stained-glass windows... one book lies open, its pages slowly turning as if being read by an unseen force.