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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled strands of wire stretch across the inside of a giant, hollow satellite dish, reflecting the pale morning light that streams in through a gash in the side. The air's crisp, like on a high mountain peak, with a hint of ionized air that prickles at my skin. A low-frequency hum reverberates through the space, seeming to come from the dish itself, which appears to be somehow slowly turning, as if still operational despite being clearly abandoned. Water's collecting on the inside curve of the dish, defying gravity by flowing upwards, gathering in tiny droplets that cling to the wires like dew.