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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tattered silk streamers blow gently in the still morning air on the narrow ledges of a monumental, stepped pyramid deep in the midst of a dense jungle, the humid atmosphere thick with the scent of blooming flowers and wet earth. Uh, as the sun rises higher in the sky, its rays catching the mist rising from the lower levels, a delicate filigree of frost somehow forms on the exposed stone surfaces, etching intricate symbols that seem to echo the hieroglyphs carved into the walls of the temple in the distance. Like, the air's charged with electricity. Water flows upwards, seeping out of the stone apex to cascade back down the sides.