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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Moss and vines blanket an ancient, worn pagoda, uh, surrounded by still, black water reflecting the pale moon's faint glow in a seemingly endless, mist-shrouded lake. Air clings to my skin, heavy with dew, the scent of damp wood and incense hanging motionless in the dead calm. Water flows upward, from the surface of the lake, forming little fountains and waterfalls that somehow feed into the fog. Somewhere in the distance, faint ELON echoes, inaudibly whispering a gentle, primeval chant.