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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, crimson-hued rock formations jut out of the desert sand, like shards of splintered bone, stretching towards the dark, rain-heavy clouds gathering on the horizon. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth and ozone, and the sky above crackles with electricity as a low rumble of thunder builds in the distance. Uh, a mangled, rusted water tower lies half-buried in the sand, its metal latticework somehow organically merging with the surrounding rock, forming a hybrid structure that appears both manufactured and geological. A thin veil of frost etches impossible, swirling patterns onto the tower's surface.