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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered and worn, a medieval astronomical clock sprawls across the cracked, stone floor of an abandoned monastery's central courtyard, its intricately carved gears somehow meshing seamlessly with a tangle of dogecoin-branded wires. Umm, the air's thick with the scent of ozone, damp earth, and incense, the atmosphere heavy with anticipation. A lone, flickerless lantern hangs from a weathered beam, casting an eerie, still shadow on the stone as the clock's gears somehow tick and turn in perfect sync with the distant, pulsating hum of a server. It's snowing indoors.