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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A series of crystalline formations rise like shards of splintered bone from a desert landscape, their facets reflecting the pale blue light of a crescent moon. Uh, the air's dry and still, with a metallic tang that tastes like copper on my tongue, and I can feel a low hum vibrating through the ground. In the distance, what appears to be a solid wave of liquid silver is crashing against the base of a twisted rock outcropping, sending shards of stone tumbling upwards to reassemble into their original positions, unbroken and unworn. The sun's not visible, but the sky's a deep shade of indigo.