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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dilapidated Soviet-era research station, half-buried in Antarctic ice, the cracked metal walls just... hang off the foundation. Air's super dry, and I can see my breath in front of me, uh, there's a faint smell of jet fuel... The sky's a pale blue, and the sun's position's kinda low on the horizon, but it's still pretty bright out – must be around mid-morning. The ionosphere above just seamlessly ripples, like it's liquid, directly reflecting the aurora borealis below.