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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's casting a sharp shadow off a lone satellite dish somehow embedded in a giant, ancient tree stump, like, right next to a babbling brook in the middle of a sparse, grassy field, Echo. The air's got a crisp, clean smell, and it's a little humid, but there's an electric charge, like right before a thunderstorm, even though the sky's a clear blue above. The satellite dish is slowly rotating, its metal panels reflecting the mid-morning sun in a steady, sweeping arc, and, um, a few wildflowers around the stump seem to be arranged in a precise, geometric pattern, Echo.