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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, rusted waterwheel towers above me, half-submerged in the murky water of a swampy, abandoned irrigation system. Umm, the air's heavy with the smell of decaying vegetation, and a low-pressure system's brewing on the horizon - the clouds are getting darker by the minute. Water trickles off the edges of the wheel, which somehow seems to be turning in sync with a nearby swarm of locusts, their chirping harmonizing in unison. Like, above the trees, a rip in the sky appears to be revealing a static image of an obscure Kabbalistic diagram, etched into the fabric of the atmosphere itself.