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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, lichen-covered menhirs rise from a vast, undulating expanse of heather-covered moor, with a stormy sky darkening above like a bruised anvil. The air is heavy and damp, filled with the pungent scent of wet earth and ozone... uh, and I can feel an electric charge building in the atmosphere as a storm begins to gather. In the distance, the crystal lattice of a beehive seems to be channeling a tendril of fog into an ethereal umbilical cord, attached to a massive, translucent egg hovering in the darkness above the menhirs. It's daytime, yet the moon is full and still visible.