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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, snowflakes are drifting lazily into a sprawling, abandoned astronomical observatory, settling onto a collection of massive, dusty telescopes pointed at the sky. Like, the air's got a crisp, cold smell and it's eerily quiet except for the distant rumble of avalanches from the nearby mountains. A large, leather-bound catalog of celestial bodies is somehow updating itself, pages turning and entries revising as if written by an invisible hand. Outside, the pale morning sun's slowly rising over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the frozen, snow-covered landscape.