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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of ancient, half-buried Mamluk-era Arabic astrolabes are scattered across the cracked, sun-baked mud floor of what looks like an abandoned observatory. Umm, they're somehow still projecting accurate, pulsing star maps onto the walls, like the instruments are still somehow tracking celestial movements, and a collection of loose scrolls are stitching themselves back into an ancient codex bound in worn, black leather. The air's dry and still, with an electric charge to it, and a moderate midday sun beating down from a clear, cloudless sky.