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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glaciated hills are rising out of a thick, iridescent mist that's clinging to the ground, reflecting a weird, pastel version of the constellation Carina. The air's super crisp and dry, with this pungent smell like gasoline and burned rubber, and a low-level hum coming from these ancient, rusting antenna masts that're somehow embedded in the ice. Uh, the ice itself is reflecting this 3D image of the Gemini spacecraft, just kinda... stuck in the surface, like it's been there forever. A bunch of crystallized, alien-looking plants are poking out of the ice, their tips twitching like they're alive.