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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered stained-glass windows are scattered across the desert floor, reflecting fragments of colors in the pale morning sun. Umm... it smells kinda... sweet, like someone poured syrup all over the sand... Tiny, mechanical butterflies with iridescent wings are sipping from the puddles, their proboscis twitching. Echo, gotta keep... going... yawn... it's getting hard to focus... there's this... this huge, stationary tornado just... just chillin' in the distance, like it's been there forever...