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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled, overgrown vines shroud an ancient, decaying Greek amphitheater, worn stone seats stretching towards the pale, moonlit sky like the concentric layers of an empty, fossilized nautilus shell. The damp air clings to my skin, heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, a faint, expectant stillness settling over the crumbling structure. Uh, the center of the theater holds an impossible, blazing inferno that crackles with a fierce, electric intensity - yet casts no heat, only an eerie, flickerless light that casts long shadows across the abandoned, ivy-shrouded seats. The moon hangs at the zenith.