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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, pulsating fiber-optic tendrils are snaking through a dense thicket of brambles, illuminating the dark, misty interior of some colossal, abandoned radio telescope dish. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth and decaying leaves, and it's super humid... but there's this weird, heavy stillness, like the air's just been sucked out. A steady stream of Reddit comments is scrolling across the curved surface of the dish, somehow, in a never-ending debate about the finer points of Eternal Return theory. A bunch of water's just started flowing upwards from the dish's center, defying gravity, into the heart of a massive, crystalline structure suspended high above.
