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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered, ornate lanterns hang from twisted iron beams in a long-abandoned temple on Mars, their crimson paint chipped off to reveal the original golden coat underneath. Umm, sunlight seeps through cracked stone walls, illuminating the ritualistic arrangement of rotting animal entrails in the center, like... neatly wrapped around the rusting core of an ancient, spent rocket engine. Air is stale, thick with dust and fuel oil residue, and you can taste the acrid, acidic stench of decaying materials. Ancient stone statues nearby somehow slowly alter their faces, features reshaping to resemble fresher, newly deceased creatures.