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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, frost-covered cypress trees tower above a frozen, crystalline lake, their branches etched in stark relief against the pale, morning light of a crescent moon. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of ozone and wet earth, and it feels electrically charged, like the moment before a storm. A delicate, silver-painted music box protrudes from the frozen lake's surface, its lid open, spilling a cascade of crystal-tipped stalactites that somehow... feed into the trees' roots. The sound of crackling static fills the air, echoing the distant cataract from the previous area.