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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, blinding sunlight's reflecting off the polished obsidian surface of a vast, crystalline cave... The air's super still, with this sweet, waxy smell of copal incense wafting from somewhere. Schools of iridescent moths flutter in impossible, perfect synchrony around a central, pulsing crystal column that's etched with hieroglyphic depictions of the Kabbalistic Ain Soph. The air pressure's building, and, like, it's somehow not crushing the delicate moths as they flutter in patterns that perfectly replicate the Flower of Life.