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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Craggy, umber-hued canyon walls loom overhead like serrated knives, plunging into an inky, still lake below that appears to be filled with a viscous liquid that's not quite water... Umm, the heavy air is saturated with the scent of old, damp earth and ozone, and a faint tang of myrrh lingers like a ghost. Shafts of diffuse, silver light slice through the gloom from an impossible rift in the canyon wall, somehow allowing the faint sound of distant, keening pipes to seep through – pipes I somehow know are part of an ancient, hidden pipework beneath the earth that channels and siphons moonlight.