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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Fucking... massive, crystalline stalactites hang from the cave ceiling, reflecting shards of dim, orange-red light. The air's thick with the smell of damp stone and ozone, and it's like, I can barely breathe. Umm... ahead, an enormous, ornate, silver-gilt carriage, straight out of some freakish, alchemical myth, is half-buried in the rough crystal floor, with weird, pulsing, ethereal tendrils stretching from its windows to a burning, black-ember-filled furnace nearby. The flames just aren't consuming anything, no fuel, just steady, heatless, fiery darkness...