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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Snow-covered evergreen trees stretch in every direction, sunlight filtering down in pale streaks. Uh, air's crisp and cold, got a metallic bite to it, and the wind carries the smell of ozone. I'm shivering as I watch a bunch of massive, crystalline ice shards – like they just materialized out of nowhere – slide slowly, smoothly, through the trees without disturbing a single branch. And the sky above is a deep indigo during what feels like... mid-morning.