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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, ornate calliope pipes rise like a frozen, mechanical forest from the mirror-smooth surface of a vast, dark lake. Uh, the still air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and stale perfume... The sky above appears to be a deep, polished onyx, and the stars seem to be reflecting an image from some other realm - a sprawling, cyclopean metropolis - in perfect fidelity, like a camera obscura projection. The lake's surface is somehow transmitting a constant, low-frequency hum that resonates through my entire body.