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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive crystalline spires rise from the center of a sprawling, abandoned solar observatory, the air thick with the smell of ozone-free burnt wiring and... something earthy, like damp moss. A collection of ancient, analog computers surrounds the spires, their screens flashing with arcane, cuneiform script as they hum in sync with a series of faint, auroral curtains that dance across the polarized skylights above. Outside, through the dome, a perpetual solar eclipse seems to be stuck in place, the sun's corona visible as a vibrant, ethereal halo.