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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A hulking mass of abandoned, rusting telescope arrays towers above me, stretching towards the murky, grey-orange sky like some sort of skeletal, metallic forest. The air's heavy with the scent of ozone and dust, with a distant, almost imperceptible thrum of electricity humming through the stillness... Umm, kinda like right before a storm hits. As sunlight barely peeks through the thick layer of pollution and atmospheric distortions, murky pools of oil slowly collect into perfect, spherical beads on the array's metal grating – somehow suspended, unmoving, despite the faint rumble of nearby diesel generators.