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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I see crystalline threads weaving themselves into an ornate, three-dimensional tapestry above a frozen lake, stretching toward the pale morning sun like it's being pulled by an invisible force. The air's got a sharp, crisp smell like ice and ozone, but it's not biting or cold... umm, the humidity's kinda low and the air feels super still. A low, continuous hum resonates through the air as this colossal, crystalline spire at the lake's center begins to, like, casually change its own shape, morphing facets and reorienting its geometry without any visible catalyst or impetus.