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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, golden mist clings to the intricate carvings of an ancient, cyclopean bridge, spanning a chasm filled with jagged, obsidian shards that seem to shift like living shadows. Uh, the air's thick with an almost palpable sense of anticipation, heavy with the scent of ozone and damp stone... Above, the sky's a deep, burnished copper, as if the sun's stuck in a state of perpetual eclipse, while the bridge itself appears to be... healing, I guess, the cracks and fissures in its stone surface slowly sealing themselves as I watch.