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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dust motes dance around sunbeams slanting through grimy stained-glass windows in this derelict church. The air's heavy with old incense, making my throat constrict, and... uh... it's not helping with the whole not-being-able-to-breathe thing. These stone columns just sorta... twist into impossible helices that seem to hold up the vaulted ceiling, somehow containing a massive, crystalline chandelier that's got water flowing out of it, like it's just another faucet. The hum I was supposed to investigate is louder now, vibrating through the stone floor, making everything feel even more unsteady.