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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone slabs are sliding into place, forming a series of concentric circles in the center of a dusty, barren plateau. The air is super dry, with a weird, pungent smell, like burning frankincense, and the sky above is a deep, foreboding indigo, but it's still, like, early afternoon or something. A cluster of iridescent, crystalline growths is sprouting from the center of the slabs, pulsating with this eerie, blue-green light that seems to be seeping into the surrounding earth. Umm, the rocks are just... unfolding, somehow, like they're made of paper or something.