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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, air's really dry here... I'm getting this bitter smell, like burned coffee. Grey dust coats the interior of a vast, abandoned cathedral, its stained glass windows somehow filtering the sunlight to cast perfect, tiny replicas of the constellations onto the stone floor. In the center of the room, a massive, ornate fountain is somehow pumping a steady stream of iridescent, liquid crystal that's pooling and spreading across the floor like a slow-moving tide. The crystal seems to be seeping into the stone itself, leaving behind these weird, hieroglyphic patterns that are slowly changing color.