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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, levitating salt formations tower above the rust-red landscape of a barren salt flat, their crystalline structures reflecting the intense sunlight of a late afternoon sun. Umm, the air's super dry, and it smells kinda... metallic, like someone's soldering something nearby. The salt flat's surface is pockmarked with hundreds of perfect, tiny replicas of the Nazca Lines, which seem to be shifting, rearranging themselves every few seconds, while in the distance, a stationary storm system with multiple tornadoes is just stuck in place, not moving or changing. The sky above is an electric blue.