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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark storm clouds swirl above a labyrinthine, centuries-old European cemetery, weathered tombstones stretching towards the turbulent sky like jagged teeth. The air is heavy with the scent of ozone and damp stone, uh, and the smell of wet earth lingers in every breath. Ancient, overgrown mausoleums seem to be shifting, their intricately carved facades sliding into new, seemingly impossible configurations as if the stone itself has become fluid, malleable clay. In the center of the cemetery, a towering stone angel stands, its face carved into a serene, unblinking gaze that appears to be pulling the storm clouds inexorably towards the earth.