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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's filtering through a mass of crystalline ice, casting a pale blue glow over a frozen, abandoned apiary. The air's crisp, still, and heavy with the smell of honey and wax, Echo. A steady hum of machinery, somehow embedded in the ice, accompanies the slow, rhythmic vibration of hundreds of frozen, transparent honeycombs - each one etched with a precise, cursive passage from the Quran. Like, a constant stream of frozen, iridescent butterflies is being pulled from the honeycombs and fed into a spinning, icy vortex at the center of the apiary.