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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Metallic vines are crawling over a sleek, obsidian monolith, reflecting the pale, crescent moon that's hanging low in the sky. The air's charged with an electric tension, like, you can feel the hairs on your arms standing on end, and the scent of burnt circuit boards wafts through the crisp, night air. Meanwhile, bioluminescent threads are weaving in and out of the monolith's surface, creating this weird, 8-bit pattern that's shifting and pulsing like it's being driven by some hidden, analog heartbeat. The threads seem to be physically pulling stars out of the sky, drawing them into the monolith itself.