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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, dark, twisted mechanical roots are bursting through a thick layer of ice that covers a massive, abandoned astronomical observatory... the air's heavy with the smell of burned circuits and smoke. It's eerily still, and I can see my breath in the freezing air as the faint glow of setting stars peeks through the dome's cracked, icy panels above. Thin, pulsing tendrils of some dark, fiber-optic-like material are wrapped around the rusted telescope, somehow 'digesting' chunks of metal and wire as the machine slowly retracts into the ice. My lungs ache; it feels like I'm drowning in my own body...