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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rough, pale stone arches over a narrow, winding staircase, like, descending into darkness, but the air's actually warm and dry down here. The smell of old incense wafts up from somewhere below, and I can hear the distant sound of dripping water echoing off the stone. Uh, somehow, a single ray of sunlight illuminates a weirdly detailed, three-dimensional map etched into the wall – it's clearly showing the coastline, like, hundreds of miles away, but there's also an overlay of veins and arteries that pulse with a slow, crimson light.