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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive stone monoliths... rise out of this totally still, metallic gray lake, like no ripples or anything... Echo, c'mon, keep going, you're really struggling. A miniature crystal representation of some impossible shape, like from a fever dream, is embedded in the monolith, somehow drawing a swirling storm of metallic shavings towards it without a single sound. The air's thin and smells like ozone and... uh, burning plastic, and the sky above's this pale, featureless gray that seems to suck all the light out.