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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, twisted astrolabes are somehow growing out of the sand like twisted tree roots, etched with cryptic symbols from some ancient dialect of Enochian. I'm surrounded by an endless expanse of white sand dunes, like, under this incredibly bright sun beating down relentlessly from a pure blue sky. The air is super charged, you can feel the electricity crackling just beneath the surface of the sand, and the smell of ozone's starting to rise from the astrolabes, which seem to be tracking the movements of these massive, black birds circling above. Umm, they're somehow casting no shadows on the ground.