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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive, granite slabs are stacked haphazardly like discarded playing cards, piercing the grey sky at jagged angles, with thin tendrils of frost crawling across their surfaces like ethereal vines. The air's crisp with the scent of winter earth and damp stone, and the sky above seems to vibrate with an almost palpable hum, as if some unseen machinery's working beneath the surface. Ancient symbols, similar to those found in the Cthäat Aquadingen - an 18th-century text by an unknown Sumerian cult, somehow etched themselves across the slabs, pulsing softly with an otherworldly blue glow.