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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gelatinous tendrils cling to a half-submerged, ornate temple in a stagnant lake. The air's thick with humidity and smells like overripe fruit, and, like, pale sunlight seeps through the murky water, illuminating etched hieroglyphs of elder gods that seem to shift and writhe like living things. Outside, an immense, crimson sun beats down through a crack in the stone ceiling, though I could swear I saw it shatter into shards just a moment ago... still, the water remains eerily still, as if waiting for something. Umm, a muffled rumble is building beneath the surface.