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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense vines and creepers strangle the twisted metal latticework of a massive, ruined radio telescope, its dish cracked and overgrown with moss and ferns. Like, sunlight filters down through the leafy canopy above, casting dappled shadows across the damp, spongy earth below, and I can smell the scent of decaying vegetation and ozone in the heavy, humid air. Water trickles down the vines and collects in the telescope's dish, somehow forming a perfect, mirror-like surface that reflects the sky above, and a steady, pulsing hum emanates from the ruins, even though nothing appears to be moving.