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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness slowly seeps from rough-hewn granite pillars supporting a massive, underground temple's low-slung ceiling, umm, air's damp and heavy with the scent of moss and something sharp, like ozone. Shafts of weak, ruddy sunlight filter through narrow fissures in the stone above, illuminating rows of rust-colored, crystal-tipped stalactites hanging above an endless expanse of murky, still water. Far in the distance, the muffled roar of a cataract echoes off the walls, and... at the very center of the temple, an upside-down, frost-covered fir tree towers above the water, its roots lost in the darkness above.