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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's casting a warm glow over a vast, dusty plane filled with scattered airplane wreckage, some pieces still smoldering, like they just crashed. There's a collection of small, ancient standing stones scattered among the debris, covered in weathered symbols that seem to match the alignment of the constellations above. Air's dry, with this faint scent of jet fuel, and I can feel a low hum in my teeth, like there's an electric charge building up. A small patch of the sky directly above is frozen in time, not moving, while the rest of the clouds just drift on by.