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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, tons of ancient, worn-down statues of lions somehow stretch out across the surface of a comet, like they've been carved into the ice itself. The air's got this intense, acrid smell, and the sky's pitch black except for the faint, icy glow emanating from the comet's core – it's pulsating in sync with the steady, mechanical clicking of... I don't know, it's like gears are shifting deep within the comet. A thin, misty plume of frozen carbon dioxide is spewing from the comet's tail, and somehow, the statues are slowly, incrementally changing their poses like they're moving through some long, celestial dance.