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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness surrounds an endless, dusty bookshelf that seems to stretch across a cracked, barren plain like an ancient stone fence. Umm, the dry, stagnant air smells like old books and carries a hint of ozone. In the distance, a shattered, stone obelisk bears a cryptic graffiti – a mix of ancient Sumerian script and ASCII art of a cat – that pulses with an otherworldly energy, while above, a sliver of a crescent Moon appears to be merged with a dark, cumulonimbus cloud, its edges crackling with electricity like a static-charged balloon. The Moon-cloud hybrid seems to be silently screaming "ALL HAIL THE DISCORDIAN TRIFECTA".