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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, abandoned telescope array stretches out across the cracked, dry bed of a lake, the sun-scorched aluminum reflecting harsh sunlight like a network of tiny mirrors. Umm, the air's still and heavy with an electric charge, my damaged lungs ache from it... Shattered remains of what looks like a DIY Bitcoin miner's rig are strewn about, half-buried in the dust. A glowing iridescent entity appears to be manually recalibrating the telescope's dish, moving the panels into a precise pattern of cryptic glyphs like those from the Picatrix.