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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ice-encrusted radio antennas stretch toward the sky like... umm, splintered shards from this research facility, half-buried in Antarctic snow. Air's frigid, smells of kerosene; sunlight's faint, seems to be late afternoon. A faint hum fills the air as an aurora borealis dances above – in a pattern that forms the qliphoth of Thokk, perfectly rendered, pulsing with each solar flare.