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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, powdery sand stretches out as far as I can see, like... the remains of some ancient dune system. A bunch of fossilized, antique tractors are half-buried in the sand, their paint chipped off and metal worn down, yet somehow still reflecting the pale light of the early morning sun. I can smell the dry, almost acidic scent of the sand as it swirls around me in weak eddies, making my parched throat even drier... Umm, a single, unblemished Rolls-Royce is parked in the distance, its wheels somehow hovering in mid-air, no visible support beneath them.