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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Frosted mist creeps up massive stone monoliths, like giant's fangs, jutting out of the damp, earthen ground in an overgrown clearing. A thick, heavy air clings to my skin, and the scent of wet earth, and something sharp, metallic lingers. Shards of dim, turquoise light illuminate ancient, vine-covered carvings on the monoliths, telling the story of a forgotten civilization's reckoning with the Jörmungandr. Uh, the vines seem to be pulling the carvings off the stone, like they're trying to rewrite history, as the air remains eerily still.