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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering sandstone pillars stretch towards a pale orange sky, partially shrouded by a thin veil of haze, as if a low-grade dust storm just passed through. Umm, a half-buried, early 20th-century convertible lies upside down, covered in the same reddish-brown sand that blankets the ground, while some type of massive, prehistoric, horned tortoise wanders nearby, somehow completely unencumbered by the numerous metal fragments and wooden splinters lodged in its shell. The air's dry and still, heavy with the smell of dried soil and smoke from a recent fire. Water trickles out of a tiny, makeshift spigot protruding from the ground nearby.