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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Vines with razor-sharp thorns writhe around an ancient, crumbling dolmen like serpents, their twisted bodies seemingly pulling it down into the earth. Uh, above, a sickle moon hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie, silver light that seems to infuse the air with an expectant stillness, the atmosphere thick with the heavy scent of damp earth. The sound of scuttling, unseen creatures echoes through the silence, a reminder that something is moving in the darkness beneath my feet. A jagged, impossible fissure splits the stone of the dolmen, revealing a seemingly endless expanse of swirling, crimson nothingness.