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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of ivy are crawling up a colossal, ancient sundial in the middle of a dry, cracked lake bed, casting long, precise shadows across the barren ground. Umm, the air's super dry and hot, smells like burning salt, and there's a weird, almost... expectant stillness. The sundial's face is etched with cryptic, Enochian script, somehow perfectly reflecting the position of a series of black, spherical suns hovering at impossible angles in the sky. Above, a perpetual solar eclipse is stuck at totality, the corona pulsating with a faint, malevolent energy.