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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a thick layer of frost coats everything in a huge, abandoned observatory, the air's heavy with the scent of old grease and rust. The stillness is almost deafening, like... I can feel the air pressure weighing down on me, and the sky outside is a sickly shade of yellow, like it's infected or something. Through the ice-encrusted dome above, I can see the sun frozen at the peak of the sky, but somehow it's not melting the frost at all. A massive, ornate orrery in the center of the room is slowly turning, its brass spheres etched with cryptic Enochian symbols.