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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's thick with an electric charge, and a sweet, metallic smell wafts from a field of iridescent wildflowers, like, totally still in the dead calm air. A crystal-encrusted, fossilized tree trunk pierces the sky at a 45-degree angle, umm, its bark etched with patterns resembling the alemoor astrological tables of Hermes Trismegistus. The sky's a deep, burning crimson, and the sun's just... gone, not even a shadow where it should be, despite it feeling like high noon. A flock of copper-plated locusts are stripping the flowers of their petals with a low, mechanical hum.