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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Luminous, pulsing tendrils erupt from the depths of a swirling, stormy whirlpool in the center of a ruined, cyclopean temple... The air's heavy with the stench of decaying sea creatures, and it crackles with electric tension, making my skin prickle as I breathe. Schools of bioluminescent, skeletal fish dart through the gloomy, emerald-hued mist that clings to the intricately carved stone surfaces, where symbols from the Picatrix etch into the weathered stone like razor-sharp scratches. The turbulent storm somehow pulls shattered temple stones upwards, against gravity, reassembling them into an impossible structure above me.