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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of dark, pulsing moss are snaking across a frozen, metallic spire jutting out of the summit of a volcano on a remote, icy planet. Uh, the air's thick with an acrid smell of burnt sulfur, and this weird, electronic buzz is resonating through the soles of my feet. Like, schools of iridescent, winged creatures are swooping around the spire, their feathers reflecting an eerie, shifting light that's casting no shadows on the ice... the volcano's caldera is somehow simultaneously erupting and frozen in a state of suspended animation, lava flows arrested mid-air.