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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rugged, rust-red canyons stretch out under a pale blue sky, the air dry and crisp with a faint tang of minerals. Umm, iridescent, crystalline formations have somehow grown out of the ancient rock faces, casting shards of refracted sunlight across the canyon floor. The stillness is broken only by a low, pulsing hum, like... the reverberation of a thousand drums, as a derelict, abandoned research submersible somehow hangs suspended within the crystal formations, its hull partially merged with the glittering rock. A few wispy clouds drift lazily across the sky.