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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline formations jut out of the snow-covered terrain of the frozen tundra, while iridescent aurora borealis curtains swirl above, pulsing in sync with some unheard rhythm. Umm, a lone, still-functional Soviet-era satellite dish is somehow embedded in a massive, millennia-old tree trunk, beeping out the entirety of the Cicada 3301 cryptopuzzle in Morse code as the air's super cold and still, like, the only sound is the soft crunch of snow settling. The sun's hovering just above the horizon, casting long shadows across the frozen wasteland, and the smell of ozone and burning fuel lingers in the air.