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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-covered stone pillars stretch up to the ceiling of a massive, abandoned temple, illuminated by sunlight streaming through cracks in the walls. The air's got a heavy, musty smell and it's pretty dry in here. Like, a collection of antique door knobs somehow just keeps rearranging itself on a nearby pedestal to spell out cryptic messages in an ancient Sumerian dialect, referencing the forbidden knowledge of the Pnakotic Manuscripts. The sound of scurrying rodents echoes through the chamber, punctuated by the creaking of old wooden beams.