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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive crystalline spires pierce the air, reflecting a pale silver sky with an intense, almost palpable light, like... there's an electric charge in the air. A half-disintegrated, ancient Antonov An-2 biplane lies strewn across the crystal formations, somehow still emitting a gentle, pulsing hum. The air's crisp, with an acrid smell of burnt fuel and ozone-like scent coming from the plane's mangled wreckage. The sound of gently lapping waves echoes through the area, despite being surrounded by an endless expanse of arid, dusty terrain stretching out to the horizon.