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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, ancient astrolabe slowly rotates in the center of a vast, empty courtyard, its intricately carved surfaces reflecting the pale light of a crescent moon hanging low in the sky. Uh, the air's dry and cool, with a faint scent of frankincense, and the sound of dripping water echoes from somewhere beneath the worn flagstones. In the distance, the crumbling walls of a long-abandoned monastery seem to be... unraveling, like, thread by thread, as if the very fabric of the structure is being pulled apart by some unseen force. The stars above are a deep, burning crimson.