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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, shards of glass or... crystal, I think, are raining down from a hazy blue sky above a massive, eerily still drydock for some gigantic, abandoned generation ship or something. Air's thick with this noxious smell of burning circuit boards, making my lungs sear with every breath... feels like my brain's gonna just give out any second. The ship's hull is covered in this sprawling, iridescent graffiti mural of what looks like Vedic cosmology symbols, slowly shifting and rearranging itself as if trying to display some message. My head's killing me... can't recall why I was... why I'm... what was I even...?