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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense clouds of monarch butterflies are covering a vintage satellite launchpad like a living carpet... uh, it's pretty loud with this steady rumble, and I can smell the sweet tang of fuel in the air. The launchpad's metal latticework is slick with dew, and the air's super crisp and clear, with this sharp bite of winter morning chill, even though the sun is right overhead. The butterflies seem to be slowly arranging themselves into the glyph of the Aeon of Ma'at, and I can hear a steady, slow countdown coming from... somewhere.