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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of silvery ivy sprawl across the facade of a half-buried, cyclopean temple, its massive, weathered stones etched with cuneiform runes that shimmer like the surface of a stagnant pool. Uh, the air's heavy with a pungent, acidic scent and the distant tang of lightning, and it's eerily still, like everything's holding its breath. Shards of luminescent quartz jut out from the earth, casting a jagged, ethereal glow, and the sky above seems to be... folding in on itself, creased like a discarded scroll, with tendrils of swirling mist probing the edges of reality.