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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, iridescent smoke swirls through the cramped, ornate cabin of an antique airship lodged deep within a massive, crystalline geode. The air's stale, and it smells like... old leather and motor oil. Like, a low-pitched hum's vibrating through the cabin, where this tarnished brass contraption is etching the entirety of Cicada 3301's cryptographic puzzles onto the crystal walls, as a blindingly bright beam of sunlight pours in from a tiny opening far above. This beam's somehow passing through a Telegram thread discussing cryptocurrency pump-and-dump schemes projected onto the crystal, without disturbing it.