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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dappled sunlight filters through a sprawling canopy of black acacia trees, casting intricate patterns across the cracked, bone-colored earth. The air's heavy with an expectant stillness and the scent of wet creosote, like a storm is brewing somewhere just out of sight. Water trickles downwards into the gnarled trunk of an ancient, fallen tree, yet somehow, tendrils of wispy steam curl upwards from its weathered bark as if it's been recently scorched. The fallen tree's massive roots twist and writhe across the arid landscape like living, serpent-like creatures.