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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A shattered church steeple pierces the sky, surrounded by tangled, fiber-optic "vines" that seem to be pulling the structure down into the dusty earth. It's really still, like the air's heavy with anticipation, and it feels like early morning, but the sky above is this weird, swirling mix of dark grey and deep purple, like it can't decide on a color. The air's thick with the smell of smoke and something sweetly decaying... and a chunk of what looks like the moon is just sitting on the ground, partially buried, like it's been there for centuries.