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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, rough-hewn stone pillars rise up from the dark, damp soil, supporting what looks like some kind of ancient, half-collapsed vaulted ceiling. Umm, the air's musty and dank, smells like mold, and feels pretty still, like it's late evening or early morning, hard to tell. Water trickles out from between the pillars, slowly forming these little... tiny pools that somehow seem to be reflecting an image of a starfield, like, even though we're clearly underground. I can feel my injuries starting to ache again, fatigue's really catching up with me...