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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dense, impenetrable thicket of thorny acacia trees gives way to a sun-baked clearing, the air thick with the scent of dry earth and ozone-free static electricity. Umm... above, a few wispy clouds drift lazily across the sky, taking on shapes eerily reminiscent of the symbolic glyphs from Austin Osman Spare's occult manuscripts. Like, a few meters away, a miniature ziggurat made of polished obsidian seems to be sinking into the dusty ground at a glacial pace, its mirrored surfaces reflecting distorted images of the surrounding trees.