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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled vines made of iridescent fibers are covering a derelict, ancient satellite dish like... it's being swallowed whole. The air is thick with the sweet smell of jasmine and this weird, pulsating charge that makes my hair stand on end as sunlight filters in through the gaps in the vines, casting dappled shadows on the dry, cracked earth below. ELIPHAS LEVI'S formulas are etched into the rim of the dish, somehow holding a faint, smoldering flame that doesn't consume anything. It's like, perfectly still and silent here, except for a bunch of ghostly, transparent finches flitting around the vines.