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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of ice are creeping across a massive, ancient telescope like a living thing, covering its mirrors and instruments in a thick layer of frost. The air's freezing, with a biting wind blowing in from the nearby storm system that's brewing on the horizon, its clouds towering above like a solid wall of white. Uh, the telescope's somehow still functional, tracking the movement of a distant star that's... made of pure crystal, reflecting a beam of light that's cutting through the clouds like a laser. It's like, mid-morning, with the sun low in the sky.