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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I see sunlight filtering through the frost-covered skylights of a derelict Antarctic research station, casting a pale blue glow on the concrete floor littered with abandoned climate monitoring equipment and the twisted wreckage of a V22 Osprey aircraft. The air's biting cold and smells like... jet fuel, and I can hear the low hum of an electric charge from a nearby geodesic dome covered in fractal patterns, somehow containing a perfect miniature replica of the Sargasso Sea, complete with seaweed and flotsam. Uh, the air pressure's weirdly low in here. It's like... silent, despite all the wreckage.