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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a swirling vortex of gray-brown sand is sucking down massive chunks of concrete and twisted rebar, somehow rearranging them into a precise replica of a Baroque-era palace at the bottom of a vast, dry pit. Like, the air is heavy with the smell of dry earth and diesel fuel. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the pit's edge, pooling on the dusty ground as if gravity's inverted. In the distance, the faint hum of an idling diesel engine echoes off the rocky cliffs surrounding the pit, where it's maybe mid-morning judging by the sun's angle.