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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, abandoned mining equipment, covered in dust and vines, lies strewn across a vast, salt-encrusted playa like the remains of some mechanical, fossilized beasts. Umm, the heavy, dry air has a strange electric charge to it, like just before a storm, but the sky's a deep blue, with not a cloud in sight, and the air reeks of salt and something acrid. In the center of this dry lakebed, a colossal, ancient-looking drill, its metal corroded to a deep red, seems to have somehow bored into the sky itself, spewing forth a fountain of glittering, crystalline dust that cascades back down to the ground. The sound of shattering glass echoes from the drill's mouth.