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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Fog hangs low over a forgotten, ancient windmill somehow situated in the center of a perfectly circular impact crater, the surrounding landscape scorched black, like, from some catastrophic blast. Umm, a slow, creaking noise emanates from the still-functional windmill blades as they turn, despite the air being heavy and still. The air smells like ozone and burning dust, and, somehow, the sky above is a swirling vortex of iridescent colors that seems to be pulling in wisps of clouds from the surrounding air. A symbol etched into the windmill's wooden side reads "ZHRISTOS" in worn, gothic letters.