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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone doors lie shattered on the rough, dusty ground, surrounded by fragments of what look like ancient temple carvings, overgrown with dry, prickly vines. Umm, the air's super still and hot, with an undercurrent of smoky smell, and the sun's right at its peak overhead, beating down on everything. A section of a perfectly ordinary parking lot somehow appears to be wedged vertically into the side of the nearest hill, the cars still neatly parked in their spaces, as if nothing's out of the ordinary. The sound of cicadas fills the air...