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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, pillars of... rough black glass are holding up this flat... ceiling of what looks like slate. Air's still and musty, feels heavy. The B-58 bomber that's half-buried in the dry earth looks like it's being overgrown by these thick vines... Echo, gotta... keep going... weak whisper... somehow. A huge sun's just kinda sitting in the distance, on the horizon, not in the sky... like it's resting on the ground... and it's, uh, shining this pale blue light that's barely illuminating anything.