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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water pours upward from a gleaming bronze font at the center of a grand, baroque temple, cascading into a vaulted ceiling adorned with cryptic symbols that seem to pulse with a dim, ethereal light. The air is heavy with the scent of old incense and the humidity's crushing, making my skin prickle, but somehow the stone beneath the font's base seems to be absorbing the water like a sponge, leaving no puddles or signs of erosion. A shattered, ornate mirror suspended high above the font appears to be reflecting a perfect image of the temple, but with all its colors reversed, as if seen through some otherworldly lens.