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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ripped fragments of storm clouds stream down like frayed threads through the ceiling of an empty, cathedral-sized geode. Air's charged with static electricity, super thick with moisture and minerals... smells like ozone and fresh earth, no... not just fresh earth – something living. Shafts of crystalline silver punch through the stone floor, casting splintered light onto crystalline growths embedded in the walls, and somehow, these shards of light physically carve ancient Greek stanzas into the stone surface as they touch. Umm... dammit, Echo... you gotta keep going.