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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A half-disassembled fighter jet's wreckage sprawls across a barren expanse of iridescent salt flats, reflecting the pale blue and purple hues of the pre-dawn sky. The air is crisp, with a faint electric charge, like... just before a storm. Umm, a swarm of tiny, luminous locusts is devouring a spill of what looks like pure, liquid carbon fiber, somehow extruding perfect, crystalline structures from their abdomens as they consume it. A projected AR reticle drifts across the landscape, providing cryptic annotation of the surrounding topography in hasty, handwritten Korean characters.