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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the sky's this pale silver color, like the moon, but it's definitely daytime. Shattered marble pillars, overgrown with thick, thorny vines, rise from a perfectly still, mercury-filled lake, its surface reflecting the fragmented pillars like a shattered mirror. The air's heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, and a weird, buzzing noise seems to be emanating from a cluster of ancient, corroded astronomical clocks half-submerged in the lake, their gears frozen in impossible, self-intersecting geometries. I'm seriously struggling to breathe, my fatigue's suffocating me...