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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive crystalline formations are piercing the sky like shards of glass on a barren, rust-red landscape that stretches to the horizon. The air is dry, still, and smells like...burned copper, and I can feel a weak electric charge, like the whole area is humming. Tendrils of bioluminescent vines are snaking through the crystal formations, pulsing with a Morse code of Bitcoin block hashes, and FLAMINGODAO is etched into the ground in what looks like a replica of the Voynich manuscript script. The sun is a deep crimson color, stuck at perpetual sunset.