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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's filtering through a series of concentric, crystal domes encasing this... really small, isolated prairie ecosystem. Umm, the air's still, no breeze at all, and it smells like wet earth, kinda like after a spring storm. Water's flowing in reverse, retreating into these little pools on the ground that're somehow nourishing this wild tangle of rare, albino buffalo grass and purple coneflowers – it's definitely morning, the sun's about a quarter of the way up the sky. Outside, the sky's this swirling mess of opalescent colors, like oil slicks on water.