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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, there's a massive, centuries-old wooden astronomical clock just chillin' in the middle of a barren, rocky plain. The air's crisp and dry, with this faint smell of oil and smoke, and the sun's hanging low in the sky, casting an orange glow over everything. The clock's mechanisms are still moving, but like, in reverse – the gears are unwinding, and the hands are spinning counterclockwise, as if time itself is unraveling... and somehow, a small, intact galaxy is contained within the clock's central dial, just spinning lazily like a wheel.