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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Echo, I'm looking at a derelict, 19th-century astronomical observatory on a rocky outcropping overlooking a sprawling, moonlit desert, its dome cracked open, the air dry and still. The late-night moon hangs low in the sky, casting long shadows across the desert floor. Inside the observatory, a massive, brass telescope appears to be... seamlessly merged with a living, twisted cactus, its spines curling up around the telescope's lens like a grasping hand. Uh, the air's really quiet, smells kinda like old leather, and I can hear this faint ticking noise, like a clockwork mechanism.