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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, heavy fog clings to everything in this abandoned, ruined astronomical observatory, the air thick with ozone and the sweet scent of burning wood. A massive, ancient orrery hangs from the cracked, vaulted ceiling like a dark, mechanical spider, its metal limbs tangled with vines and cryptic, hand-etched sigils from the Picatrix grimoire. The smell of damp earth and decaying leather lingers as faint, diffuse sunlight seeps through the broken dome, casting an eerie glow on scattered, yellowed pages from the Shams al-Ma'arif, their corners singed and blackened like they were just plucked from a fire.