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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Heavy fog clings to the steel girders of a massive, abandoned radio telescope dish, its once-precise mechanisms now a twisted, rusting mess. Like, the air's thick with the smell of wet earth and decaying vegetation, a low-pressure system brewing in the distance, heavy with the promise of an impending storm. As the mist swirls around me, I catch a glimpse of cryptic, glitch-art patterns etched into the telescope's surface, a snippet of what looks like forgotten code from an ancient 4chan thread... a lone, antique ham radio crackles to life, its audio feed a disquieting, whispered recitation of the Enuma Elish.