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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pouring in a thin sheet off the edge of a massive, crystalline iceberg that rises up from the center of a sun-baked, white sand desert, its frozen surface reflecting a brilliant beam of sunlight back into the sky. The air's hot and still, with an electric charge that's making my skin prickle, and there's a faint scent of sea salt on the breeze. A flock of gulls are flying lazily around the iceberg, their cries carrying on the wind as they dodge and weave through a series of frozen stalactites that hang suspended in mid-air, somehow unmelted by the blistering desert heat.