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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Mummified, ancient cypress trees tower above a desiccated lakebed, their trunks twisted in ways that defy logic, as if grown under some unseen force. Uh, the air's heavy with the scent of resin and parched earth, with a metallic tang that's making my tongue feel dry. In the distance, a collection of Greco-Roman statues lie shattered, reassembled into a bizarre astronomical model that's reflecting a miniature, impossible constellation in the dusty air - the celestial spheres literally anchored to the statues, still moving in orbit. A thin, orange haze hovers on the horizon, casting an eerie glow.