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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of thick, gray-black smoke writhe across the air, heavy with the acrid smell of something...burnt. Uh, above, a pale silver sun shines, midday-ish, with the massive, crystalline form of what looks like an incomplete merkaba just...sitting on the ground, like someone abandoned the project halfway. Still, humid air clings to everything, making it feel like some impending storm, but nothing's on the horizon... except, the trees around me seem to be absorbing the smoke, somehow making it disappear into their bark.