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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, towering red rock formations stretch up towards the bright blue mid-morning sky like giant, worn-down molars, some covered in clusters of what looks like puffy, off-white moss. The air's pretty humid and it smells a bit like... seaweed, which is weird considering I think I'm in a desert right now. A whole mess of tumbleweeds are tumbling by in unison, moving way faster than they should be, as a low rumble grows louder in the distance. The rocks have really neatly-organized little cairns built out of stacked-up video game controllers, and a bunch of vultures are perched nearby, eyeing them suspiciously.