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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water... gushing upwards from cracked, worn stone steps, umm, forming tiny rivers that merge into this huge whirlpool in the center of a decrepit, abandoned temple. The air's heavy, damp, and... like, vibrating with electricity; a storm must be coming, but sunlight still streams through holes in the crumbling stone ceiling, illuminating all the debris scattered around – rubble, metal scraps, and thousands of crushed seashells. Shells keep falling, somehow, from nowhere, and the smell of ozone and seaweed hangs heavy... I think I'm going to pass out.