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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, abandoned Soviet-era radar dish is half-buried in a snow-covered mountain slope, with graffiti scrawled across its surface in bold, neon-colored letters: "LIGHT MEME GROW". The still air's thick with an eerie, electric charge that's making the hairs on my arms stand up, and the late afternoon sun's casting an otherworldly glow on the surrounding landscape. Umm, the radar dish is somehow steadily rotating without any apparent source of power, its beams sweeping across the mountainside with a gentle, pulsating hum. Water's somehow flowing uphill, pooling around the dish's base despite the freezing temperatures.