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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, sprawling radio telescopes stretch across a desert landscape like some kind of steel behemoths, surrounded by a sea of antennae, as seagulls fly through the still, dry air. Umm, the pale sunlight casts an orange glow on everything, with the sun low on the horizon. I see this chunk of the Voynich Manuscript, somehow merged with a massive satellite dish, is pulsing in sync with the PLAYBOI logo etched into the side of a nearby antenna - water's somehow dripping upwards into the air from the antenna, forming these tiny ice crystals that are slowly falling upwards into space.