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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A crystal-studded, oversized satellite dish points towards the sky, covered in dust and partially buried in a dune of what looks like fine, purple glass. Like, the air is hot and still, and it smells of burned wiring and gasoline, and I can feel this constant, buzzing electric charge on my skin. Umm, a low-definition, ASCII art representation of the E8 lattice somehow manifests above the dish, rotating slowly, as a gentle, drizzle-like rain falls upwards, towards the sky, defying gravity. The sky above is a swirling mix of pastel pinks and baby blues.