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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Air conditioning vents emit a gentle, pulsating hum in a sprawling, underground library somehow filled with countless, overflowing bookshelves made of what looks like coral. Like, the air's thick with the scent of old paper and damp earth. Faint, shimmering lights seem to emanate from delicate, etched mother-of-pearl inlays set into the covers of the books, casting a soft, silvery glow. The pages of an open book somehow appear to be turning on their own, the words shifting to spell out the phrase 'a cartographer's void'.