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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of ghostly fog weave through a maze of weathered, crimson-painted wooden posts, like the kind found in some ancient, long-abandoned Shinto shrine. The air's heavy with the scent of wet cedar and saltwater, and the humidity's rising as the sun begins to set over the... seemingly endless, oil-slick waters that have somehow invaded and filled the shrine's interior. Umm, a soft, thrumming drone – reminiscent of the hidden harmonics in an Orthodox choir's chant – emanates from the posts themselves, as the wooden surfaces begin to exhibit subtle, fluid undulations, like they're alive.