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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dull, grey sunlight casts long shadows across a seemingly endless expanse of petrified, ancient trees, their massive trunks like pillars, their limbs forever stuck in impossible positions. Umm, there's no wind, no movement of any kind – it's like the very air itself has been solidified into some sort of clear, odorless gel. As the sun beats down, I can feel my vision blurring, and a faint whispering echoes in my mind, some nonsense phrase, 'Crowned King Anu walks upon Ishtar's back, holding Enlil's staff'. I... need to keep going... something about... those damn symbols... the mirror...