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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A slow-moving, crystalline tidal wave is rising from the horizon, the air thick with an acrid scent like burned wire and ozone... I can feel my heart beating in sync with this pulsating hum emanating from beneath the ground. A chunk of pulsing opal is lodged in the center of the wave, just sitting there as if it's been there forever. The sun's position is impossible to pinpoint, but I feel like it's been days since I last saw daylight, and the sky's this weird, swirling mix of purple and indigo, like someone's pouring paint into water.