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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crumbling frescoes adorn a domed ceiling, like some long-forgotten Sistine Chapel. Umm, a dull haze filters through grimy stained glass, casting muddled colors across a floor covered in an inch of fine, grey dust. It smells of damp stone, old incense, and... something faintly chemical. In the center of this circular space, a perpetual rain falls from an otherwise clear sky, into a silent, glassy pool of water - without a single ripple.