The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, ancient satellite dish... like, half-buried in the sand... air's really hot, sun's beating down, I can feel the heat radiating off the metal... gotta find... something for Elara, my sister... she was researching... uh, trees, I think...
It's getting really dark, my vision's blurring, can barely keep my eyes open... everything's so fuzzy... sand's swirling around me, I'm tasting dust... this satellite dish, it's got like, a bunch of birds' nests on it, and these birds, they're... flying into the dish, like it's sucking them in, and then they just... disappear... cough...