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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's shining down on a vast, frozen tundra, stretching out in every direction with a uniform, bluish-white hue, like a giant, polished opal. Umm, a massive, iridescent wing - seemingly torn from some enormous bird or creature - is sticking straight out of the permafrost, its colors pulsating in time with the faint humming noise emanating from beneath the ice. The air is biting cold and crisp, smelling like frost and ozone, with an electric charge that's making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up; it feels like early morning, just after dawn.