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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Waves... gently lapping at the edges of a perfectly circular lake, like... a mirror, no ripples, surrounded by nothing, just a flat, dull grey expanse. A series of identical, old, worn, metal ladders rise out of the lake, spaced unevenly around its edge, just... standing, reaching into the empty air, not leaning on anything. The air's heavy with... dampness, feels like the sun's about to set, but there's no sun, just a diffuse... uh, brightness. A crescent-shaped chunk of the Moon's surface is somehow... resting at the lake's center, not even making a ripple... Echo, come on... keep going... weak cough.