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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive chunks of ice and rock are scattered all over the surface of Mars... it's mid-morning, I think. The sun beats down on me, but I can see my breath – the air is ridiculously thin, making my fatigue even more unbearable, and it smells like, just... dust and rust. Water somehow flows upwards from the rusty Martian soil, forming these tiny rivulets that weave through the debris, like, coalescing into larger and larger droplets that just rise into the air and vanish, and there's this low rumbling noise, but it's eerily still here, no wind or anything.