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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered, mirror-like sheets of ice sprawl across a vast, storm-battered tundra like some frozen, crystalline delta, their fractured limbs reflecting the faint, silvery light of a setting sun that hangs just above the horizon. Uh, the air's heavy with an acrid, ozone scent, and it crackles with electric charge, making my skin prickle - the hairs on my arm stand on end as water somehow flows upward from the ice itself, forming iridescent, crystalline channels that pulse and shudder. An unearthly silence clings to the air like a miasma, oppressive and still. Frozen waves seem to hang suspended mid-crash.