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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, blinding white... sand everywhere... dunes just stretch on and on. Like, I'm not even sure how I'm still moving, my vision's all blurry, my lungs burn... Umm, there's this... tiny, tiny chapel made of black glass, just sitting in the middle of nowhere, no footprints around it or anything... The air's got this heavy, wet charge to it, like a thunderstorm's about to break, and I swear the chapel's somehow... drinking the sand around it, it's just... being pulled in, grain by grain.