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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, richly-scented incense wafts through the damp air of a musty, cramped Egyptian burial chamber, its low ceiling covered in faded hieroglyphics that seem to depict rituals centered around some forgotten deity. Umm, like, as a warm beam of golden light catches a faint plume of dust motes dancing lazily in the still air, it becomes apparent that a delicately-ornamented sarcophagus appears to be seamlessly integrated into the twisted, serpentine trunk of a sprawling, live yew tree that has somehow sprouted from the stone floor. The air clings to skin, thick and heavy with anticipation.