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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered fragments of an icosahedral prism somehow pierce the sky, suspended high above a desolate, arid salt flat that's reflecting a pale blue light, like it's some sort of insane, alien mirror. The air's charged with this electric stillness, and there's this pungent, burning smell, kinda like incense. Umm, the salt flat's perfectly still, not a single grain of salt is moving, but a massive whirlwind of iridescent, glittering sand is spinning on its edge, about a hundred feet up in the air. The sky's an insane, pulsing shade of indigo, and it's raining upward.