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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sun's low in the sky, umm... early morning maybe. I'm in some ancient hypostyle hall, dozens of limestone pillars rise out from the sand-covered floor, their capitals are all carved with images of wasps and ibises... A weird crackle of electricity is charging the dry air. Water's pouring upwards out of a series of geometric cuts in the floor and collecting on the ceiling, not a single drop is falling back down – just pools and stays suspended there as if it's on an invisible shelf or something.