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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, worn-down monoliths rise out of the fog-shrouded ground like giants, covered in moss and... uh, covered in cryptic symbols from some dead language. A bunch of crows sit atop the stones, watching the air distort around an invisible axis, their black silhouettes stark against the pale morning sun. The air's heavy with damp earth, kinda still, but a low-pitched whine's audible, like the reverberation of the Akashic Records or some shit. Some of these monoliths appear to be reflected in mid-air as if mirrored in water, even though there's no water around.